Merry had been out of town for so very long, she wondered if her feet would even recall the way to Spunky's.  It was the memories of the beautiful cafe and the table by the window that brought her out that day, looking for the friendly cafe.  She loved the very simple tranquility of the shop, the way it would allow her to sit and gaze for hours out at the people around her.  She quickly found herself at the front door and stepped inside, the small jingle of the bell on the door the only sound of her entrance.  She made her way to the counter, and poured herself a large mug of raspberry coffee, with a hint of cream, and moved toward her favorite spot.  Sipping the hot beverage, with the sunlight streaming into the window, she idly wondered where Night Stalker was.