The cafe employee hurried away back across the street once she had moved out of the doorway.<br/><br/>"They are..." he said as he opened the shade on the door. The side of the sign on the door visible from inside also said 'open'. "Though the gift seems to be fading. Been a long time since I've seen a real witch." He smiled at her as he turned to face her with his full attention. "There's a chair in here somewhere, make yourself comfortable." He gestured toward the far corner where the books seemed to be most precariously stacked.<br/><br/>"I'll be at the counter, if you need anything, just talk up." At that he headed toward the counter, where the bag and cup from the cafe sat waiting for him. "The dust and books muffle things pretty well." he added in a light semi-joking tone.