Snippet #876947

Emily glared at the two, wondering what exactly they were talking about. She flicked a ten dollar bill on the counter, looking at the drink. "What the heck is this?" She scrunched up her face, staring at the thick whatever-it-was in the cup.

She turned to the guy behind the counter. "And hey. A lot of places I've been to sell completely different things than you'd think." Emily mumbled, remembering the time she went to a place called 'Hot Cakes'. She figured they would be selling pancakes or breakfast meals, but it turned out to be a naiad stripper's club.

She walked over to a small table, focusing a bit of magic on the cup. She delicately tapped the rim of the drink, instantly turning the liquid inside to something much more, well, liquid-like - and sweeter. She smirked. "Mmm, white chocolate mocha. My favorite!" She smiled, sipping the newly-changed espresso.