[color=lightsalmon][center][h2]Quinton[/h2][/center][/color]
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Quinton smacks his forehead for forgetting to mention this to the newcomers. The Cafe is kinda non-existant like the village of Rheoden. He does a deep bow to the knight from earrlier, the cowboy, and the people he just said hi to. He begins to speak to all parties as clear as he can.

[color=lightsalmon]"I apologize but an actual map and such...would only complicate things. The Cafe and the viage nearby exist in its own Plane of Existence or Dimension to explain things easier. Each of you came from your own Dimensuion which are entire worlds that could be very similar or very different from each other. I apologize for not mentioning this before but if you give us time, we can configure the portals to let you back to your own worlds and give you a way to come back here if you so desire. And no ma'am, she is simply a good friend and my Master. Nothing more or less from the looks of things, and I'll work in creating an alcohol to satisfy your desires. I appogize now if it isn't to your liking."[/color]

Quinton hurries off to the bar to work on getting the requedted alcohol. It does take him a bit of time to create the drink they requested but eventually he got the job done. Retuning to them with a deep bow, Quinton holds their alcoholic beverages ona platter for them to take.

[@Rusalka][@Rune_Alchemist]