<span style="font-style: italic">"Excuse me, but where am I?"</span><br/><br/>The three at the bar watched the woman's grand entrance and Sain's eyes seemed to widen a bit when she unloaded a myriad of weapons on the rack before taking a place beside him, noticing the one stool buffer room between them. Sain sighed and sipped his drink, annoyed that his image made other people wary of him. If he wasn't wearing what he had on for other reasons, he would try and dress a bit nicer. Maybe it was something other than his clothes that put people off, but if so, he had no idea what it could be. He was sure he showered recently and by the type of person Donta was, he was sure he would advise if he was giving off some sort of offensive odor.<br/><br/>"This would be the Wandering Wolf Inn, Madame." Donta said with a smile, "A sort of refuge from the storm that is life and reality."<br/><br/>"Really?" Sain said with a huff and a smile, "A refuge?"<br/><br/>"Did you not come here to escape some peril, my Avian friend?" He asked, turning back to the newcomer, "This is a place that exists outside of the known Universe. A sort of pocket dimension if you will. My door randomly connects to other places, times, and dimensions through no will of my own. I simply hope that whomever walks through the door will be an agreeable patron of this establishment, or become evicted from it by force if necessary." He paused for a moment, "I am the owner, Donta. My associate in the back is Wolfcub. I believe she is cleaning something at the moment. Can I get you a drink? Or maybe something to eat?"<br/><br/>"Donta?" Sain began, setting his drink on the table, "I've been wondering something."<br/><br/>"Yes?" he replied.<br/><br/>"Wolfcub is the waitress here, correct? Does she cook the food as well?"<br/><br/>"Wolfcub is indeed the waitress, however, she does not cook the food." he said, "The Cook does that."<br/><br/>"The Cook?" Sain repeated.<br/><br/>"Yes."<br/><br/>"And why haven't I ever seen this 'Cook'?"<br/><br/>"He prefers to stick in his kitchen." Donta replies, then his furry finger went to his chin, "You know, come to think of it, Even I haven't seen the Cook."<br/><br/>"Has Wolfcub? She must have to serve food from him." Sain asked.<br/><br/>"From who?" She asked, seemingly popping out of nowhere behind Sain, making him jump slightly. Sain kept forgetting that she was a machine and was not easy to sense.<br/><br/>"The Cook, Wolfcub." Donta asked, "Have you seen him?"<br/><br/>"Oh him? Nope." she replied. Donta's brow raised.<br/><br/>"Don't you pick up food from him to serve?" Donta asked.<br/><br/>"Yeah I go to the kitchen and there's a long window with a counter that's normally closed most of the way. I see steam billowing out from back there and hear food cooking, but never see him. The food is usually on the counter, ready to go when I show up. Most of the time it's done before I even give the order. It's creepy at times, but I've just learned to take it as normal now." She explained.<br/><br/>"Odd." Donta muttered.<br/><br/>"I've heard him speak a few times." Wolfcub said, "But with so much stuff going on, I think it's hard to hear in there when I try and talk to him." Wolfcub walked over to the large swinging door and leaned on it to open it. Steam did indeed billow out into the tavern, "Hey Cook! How you doing in there?!" she called. There were sounds of clanging pots and pans, clinking of silverware to plates, the sound of flaring fires and sizzling meat.<br/><br/>"Whaaaaat?" Came a barely unrecognizable drone of a response. Wolfcub let the door close and sighed heavily.<br/><br/>"I don't know what he's cooking in there. No one has ordered anything yet." She said, returning to the bar to grab a cold cloth and a bowl of water to attend to the unconscious patron.<br/><br/>"I think the Cook has some ties with the Temporal plane." Donta said, "I heard a long time ago that his kitchen connects to different time periods and to different serving counters across Universes, much like my front door. I think he can also see into the future, which is why he can have a meal prepared in advance for Wolfcub to serve before it has even been ordered."<br/><br/>"Time Magic." Sain muttered. Donta nodded.<br/><br/>"Seems that way." he said, "Any way, Drinks or a hot meal, M'lady?" he asked, turning to the newcomer.