> Unknown to her, she had been watched from the window all this time, and as
she sat on the stool with her seemingly tiny legs dangling inchs above the
floor, trying desperately to get the bartenders attention, she heard avoice
sy i sarcastic tones "Come here often....?"

I broke off a conversation with Rennyb about the nature of quasi-space (he
was doing most of the talking, I have to humbly admit), an lumbered over to
the new arrival.

"Welcome to our little corner of creation. I'm Winter, barkeep and
temporary owner of this little haven. What can I get ye?"


Winter