Ashley looked to Amber, then to Micky and said. "You have odd friends Micky, but Ms. Amber, you are a costume of this fine diner, so I would take your order for food, give you a drink. You know, a costume of a diner." Ashley laughed softly, as she turned around. Ashley started to make a hot chocolate, before she looked over her shoulder back at Amber. "What did you think we meant by a costume?" Ashley asked, before she put the mug of hot chocolate down infront of Micky. She then looked at Amber again "so, is there anything I can get you? Or maybe you have some questions about this town or well anything." She said, smiling.<br/><br/>Micky smiled as he drank his hot chocolate, before he looked to Amber. "You could ask her anything, she knows a lot about almost everything." He said, before slowly leaning over to grab a cookie that was just on the other side of the counter. But Micky's hand was suddenly slapped away by what seemed like a invisible force. "Ow... You didn't have to hit so hard." Micky said, rubbing his hand.