<blockquote><div><cite>Houyo wrote:</cite>Tina rubbed her forehead as Adalun helped her up. "I guess I should have seen that coming..." She listened to the conversation, still slightly confused. "Wait, so this isn't a game? Everything here is actually real? But that doesn't make any sense."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"Sense is a very elastic term. It just is, it doesn't need to make sense." Andalun returned gnomically. Then he asked, "Mind if I sit down?"<br/><br/>He blew out a stream of bubbles which floated down and around behind him, clumping together. In seconds there was an armchair made of bubbles, with a gap at the back for his tail. He sat back in it with a sigh, and although it squashed a bit, it seemed to have no trouble holding his weight.<br/><br/>"Don't worry miss... I still don't know your name, I can give you a lift home if you need it. I'll just take you back to the Bakery, and the main door will sense your home dimension and send you there. In the mean time, I need a drink."<br/><br/>He coughed up a silver marble, which expanded into a translucent, then clear bubble about a metre across. It popped to release a padded black delivery satchel, emblazoned with a logo, a chef's hat embroidered with silver crescent moons and stars, and white lettering underneath. 'The Magical Bakery (Est: Various)' Underneath there were a number of contact details, Address, which just said, 'the corner shop, on the crossroads', a phone, e-mail, m-spell (in draconic script), d-comm, psy-link, and other even less identifiable communications methods.<br/><br/>He opened up the top and pulled out a half litre mug, with 'I'm the biggest mug around' printed on it. He also pulled out a box of what turned out to biscuits. Each was about 10 cm long, and in the form of an anthropomorphic female with a strip of fancily edged paper wrapped around her midriff.<br/><br/>Andalun looked up."I'm sorry, I've got a couple of spare mugs if anyone wants to join me. Let's see, we have..."<br/><br/>His claw tip moved over the biscuits.<br/><br/>"Coffee, of course..." A biscotti skunkette.<br/>"Green tea..." A rice cracker vixen.<br/>"English breakfast tea..." A sturdy collie-girl formed from digstive biscuit.<br/>"That's new, Soda!" A squirrel shaped puffed corn snack that was a lot more finely detailed than the normal, blobby, 'themed' corn snacks.<br/><br/>"Coffee for me, I think... a cappuchino." He pulled away the wrapper, and the biscuit moved, sitting up to yawn and stretch her arms. Her bushy tail sprung up behind her, lightly dusted with sugar to form the distinctive stripe. "She looked up at the red dragon towering over her.<br/><br/>"Well hello, handsome! My goodness, you're a tall drink of water."<br/><br/>"A tall drink of coffee is higher on my prioroties right now." Andalun replied.<br/><br/>The skunkette flexed into a front bend and lifted herself acrobatically into a handstand and throguh a crab onto her feet. She gave him a sultry look. "Of course. I'll bet you have a big... cup!"<br/><br/>He grinned and held up his mug. The skunkette's eyes widened. "Oooh! I'm not sure if I can fill that."<br/><br/>"Do your best." The red dragon scooped her up and held her next to the mug. "A cappuchino, double on the cream, if you please."<br/><br/>The skunkette posed, one hand on her hip, tail waving. "I always please. I can give you lots... of cream."<br/><br/>The dragon's grin was broader. "Why are you biscotti always so... uh..." He looked up at the bunny girl, and continued, "... forward?"<br/><br/>"I prefer the term sensuous." The skunkette responded. She shrugged, and returned in a more matter of fact tone. "Hey, with a 15 minute lifespan, I don't have time for subtle! Now, let's get you that coffee. Harken unto me, oh elements of fire and water and plant! For I command thy natures to create... coffee!"<br/><br/>She raised her arms, and a brown and white swirled thunderstorm, about the size of a large plate, appeared above his mug, crackling with blue static sparks of lightning. It started raining thick brown droplets into the mug and the scent of coffee and steam hung heavy in the air over the rim.