Willow slowly sets down her coffee and walks over to the overturned table, setting it right again. She picked up the skull and set it down on the table with care along with a new set of roll-ups, just in case. She returned to her table and drank her coffee again. She leaned over the table and played with tiny people. It looked like they were jousting. A little purple man sat upon a pink horse with a long yellow jousting stick. On the other side of a little brown fence, was a blue man upon a red horse with a black jousting stick. The horses shifted in anticipation until both of them exploded with action, charging down along the fence until they met each other. 
They both passed in an cloud of color. At first they both seemed to have missed until the little blue man fell over, a yellow speckle in it's chest. Willow continued to joust little men of different colors against each other.