[COLOR=lightblue][b][u]The Authoress[/u][/b]

  There was definitely something different about this dimension. Of course, there was always something different in every dimension but it wasn't often that the Authoress took the liberty to visit this type of dimension - the kind where other multidimensional beings could gather for their individual purposes. Most of the time, she was far more focused on keeping the balance in dimensions of the linear timeline type. It tended to be disrupted in those moreso than the others.

  "[B]Ah.[/B]" 'Sandra' wasn't quite sure how to respond to the bartender's explanation. She'd never wandered into a version of Earth that was...not on Earth. Deciding to focus on his comment on her journeys instead, she flashed a sheepish smile. "[B]Well, I haven't quite figured out how to do that. My power's always just taken me to alternate Earths. I-[/B]" She stopped abruptly when a...sort of cyborg? A guy with metal legs and weird hair had just come over, with some unneeded stumping, to shake the bartender's hand. Her eyes were particularly attracted to his hair, which didn't seem very hair-like. While he was nowhere near the weirdest person she'd ever seen, he still came across as pretty unusual.

  How strange - his body was ethereal but he retained a physical heart and brain. The Authoress was mildly impressed by the fine tuning of the curse she could see wrapped around him. Though the key word to note was "mildly"; she had seen far more complicated magic in other realms.

  Should she drop the Sandra act? She wasn't sure if her current self-indulgent pet project would bring about more effect than if she were to simply experience this story unroll as herself. More individuals, unique in their own sense, from their appearances down to the lingering remnants of their respective dimensions'...'scent' was the word that described it most in layman terms, were coming into the Restaurant. The Authoress made a mental note to visit said dimensions later. They were all unfamiliar to her and that in itself was quite rare. She was not averse to change, however. In fact, she welcomed it. Finding new stories to explore helped her to execute her job more effectively.

  "[b]I like your hair[/b]," blurted out 'Sandra'.

  Perhaps she would keep her act for a little longer.[/COLOR]