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Something with Dragons
A steady hissing filled the cafe, emanating from the heart of a billowing cloud of steam where there was, supposedly, an espresso bar.
"Ten minutes until open-- Sam, did you break the machine again?" Theodore Gainsfeld, the owner, manager, and supposedly most in-charge person at Something with Dragons, had just emerged from the stock room into the public area and was now attempting to waft the dissipating water vapor away from the shelves of books. "I did ask you not to tinker until after business hours for a reason."
"It was just a small adjustment," came a voice from within the cloud. "I'll have it fixed once I find - ow - the power cable and - ah! hot! - turn off the steam."
Theo looked heavenward with an exaggerated sigh. "Right, I'll go get the box fan, you keep at it. You all right there, Edward?"
The blonde man sitting by the window nodded without looking from his books, or notes. "The steam gets sucked back into the kitchen, not up here."
"Excellent," Theo said cheerily. "I shall fetch the fan, then. Someone has to save the books, after all." And with that, he vanished back into the stock room.
"Ten minutes until open-- Sam, did you break the machine again?" Theodore Gainsfeld, the owner, manager, and supposedly most in-charge person at Something with Dragons, had just emerged from the stock room into the public area and was now attempting to waft the dissipating water vapor away from the shelves of books. "I did ask you not to tinker until after business hours for a reason."
"It was just a small adjustment," came a voice from within the cloud. "I'll have it fixed once I find - ow - the power cable and - ah! hot! - turn off the steam."
Theo looked heavenward with an exaggerated sigh. "Right, I'll go get the box fan, you keep at it. You all right there, Edward?"
The blonde man sitting by the window nodded without looking from his books, or notes. "The steam gets sucked back into the kitchen, not up here."
"Excellent," Theo said cheerily. "I shall fetch the fan, then. Someone has to save the books, after all." And with that, he vanished back into the stock room.
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