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Kairi has learned never to expect the door to the Bar - it will come whenever it pleases, not when she wants it to be there. And as near as she can figure, always at random. So she's taken to planning as best she can to be prepared for it's potential appearance.

This time when it opens, it's at the end of her school day. Still in her uniform, book bag in hand, she takes her chance - stepping through.

With significantly more confidence this time, she orders a hot chocolate and sits down to wait.