<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">Stopping only briefly to peer through the window of the cafe, she was uncertain of whether or not the small diner would be open at such a late hour.  The young woman darted through the door, the deafening sound of chrome chimes announcing her arrival, clanging loudly against the double glass pane door.  A rush of cold wind ushered her on into the room. An involuntary shiver coursed through her small frame as the warmth of Spunky's Cafe enveloped her body. She pulled her wool coat tighter about her bodice as she looked about the place.  The few patrons who sat at a nearby table chatting seemed to be undisturbed by her noisy entrance.  She heard a clicking noise and it took just a few seconds to realize it was the clacking together of her own teeth making the strange sounds.  Clinching her jaws tight to quiet the clicking sound, she turned and walked to the front counter where she found a lovely display of freshly baked goods and hot, steaming coffee.  As she poured herself a cup of the hot steaming coffee, her dark eyes darted around the establishment, taking in it's quaint elegance.  Cold fingers gently placed a warm cinnamon muffin on a napkin and she quietly made her way to a small corner table to sit.  And think.....</span>