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[song-of-stars.livejournal.com]

A Bar. A Muse. A collection of geometrical glasses. What more could one ask for?

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[realmrsreynolds]

Many, many things.

Sallie settles for a nearby stool and a glass of plum wine.

[song-of-stars.livejournal.com]

"Good evening, ma'am."

Rai smiles cheerfully.

[realmrsreynolds]

"Young lady."

Sallie raises her glass politely, taking a sip after a moment.

[song-of-stars.livejournal.com]

"Can I get you anything else? Pretzels or peanuts or something?"

[realmrsreynolds]

"No, I think I'm shiny, xiexie dear."

Beat. "I'll let you know if I need a refill, though."

[song-of-stars.livejournal.com]

"Please do. My name's Urania if you need anything at all."

She heads down to start building a small city with her glasses

[realmrsreynolds]

That...throws Sallie, for a minute.

"Like the constellation?"

[coreenfennel.livejournal.com]

"Any chance I can get a sprite or something clear, non-alcoholic, and bubbly?"

Coreen looked like she was sea sick. Well, morning sickness isn't just in the morning, you know.

[song-of-stars.livejournal.com]

"Sure can. Cylindrical, conical, cubic, or dodecahedronal glass? And do you want ice in that?"

[coreenfennel.livejournal.com]

Coreen smiled. "Cylindrical I think. And, yeah, some ice would be lovely..."

She hiccuped.

"Maybe some pretzels too."

[song-of-stars.livejournal.com]

A normal cylindrical glass of lemon-lime soda and dish of pretzels are served up quickly.

"Anything else you need? Hiccup remedy?"

[coreenfennel.livejournal.com]

"More like a remedy for morning sickness that doesn't involve a swift kick to the midsection or a flight of stairs."

She took the glass gratefully, and took a tiny sip.

[song-of-stars.livejournal.com]

"My mother swore by a cup of ginger tea every hour. And she had 9 of us, so I guess she'd know."

[coreenfennel.livejournal.com]

"Ginger tea, huh? Could you possibly make me up a cup? It sounds really good. I think Demeter would approve."

Demeter happened to be the bearer of her good news, and a backbone of her support system.

[gorgonfondness]

Advice, of course. But a drink would be lovely, too.

"Could I have some tea?" Mia says as she takes a seat at the bar, toy catalog in one hand. "I could do with a cuppa."

She and Draco hadn't seen anything remotely close to Britain for three years and yet some things still found their way into her language.

The toy catalog is opened on the bar, full of lovely toy brooms, trick wands, all sorts of sweets. How in the world is Mia going to choose anything out of it?

[song-of-stars.livejournal.com]

"There's about fifty different kinds here, what do you fancy?"

She glances down.

"Ooh, toys. For you or someone you know?"

[gorgonfondness]

"A good, black, British tea. No other flavor."

Sometimes you just have to get back to the basics.

"For my niece Rachel," she says. "It's a while yet before her next birthday, but it's been years since I've been able to get anything from the Wizarding World. I was thinking to get her a little something now and save something big like the toy broom for her actual birthday."

Mia pulls a picture out of a pocket: a little girl, about a year and a half old, with dark skin, blonde hair, marks under her eyes, and fangs.

"If you were that enchanting little girl, what do you suppose your favorite treat out of here would be?"

[song-of-stars.livejournal.com]

She's already got a kettle going, so when her fingers have run along the bins and located the appropriate tea, she dumps some into a tea ball and sets it into a pretty faceted glass tea cup.

"Hmm... When I was that age, I loved my moblie of the solar system and my set of prisms best. Nothing like setting up a system of five or ten prisms to revolve around each other."

[gorgonfondness]

Prisms were easy enough to find at home, so Mia will go for the solar system idea.

"Oh, I'm sure I could find something like that in here. My husband knows spells to send little solar systems revolving around rooms. Surely there must be some here."

And what would light up a child's room like their very own shooting stars?

"I should keep that in mind for when we start having children. My husband's family traditionally names children after stars."

Wouldn't that be quite the welcome into the world, a nursery that had your very own stars in it, so to speak?

[song-of-stars.livejournal.com]

"What a lovely tradition."

The catalogue is upside down, so it's a little harder to read.

"The best sets include the asteroid belt. Much more fun that way. I used to catch little handfuls of them and make them orbit my sisters' heads."

[gorgonfondness]

"I think so. While I'm certain I would love my husband if his name was Charles, Andrew, Timothy, or something like that, nothing fits him quite like Draco."

Mia turns the catalog over, having gone over it a time or two already.

"Oh, that would be such fun. I'm sure Rachel would just love that."

[tragic_mask]

Melpomene hesitates, then-- really wanting a drink-- comes up to the bar.

(Maybe she won't remember their last conversation.)

"Hi. Tequila, please?"

[song-of-stars.livejournal.com]

Rai rolls her eyes, pours quickly, and sets down the glass and a napkin with one hand and bowl of peanuts with the other.

"Anything else for you?"

[tragic_mask]

"I'm good, thanks," she says, taking the glass quickly and downing half its contents.

[song-of-stars.livejournal.com]

"Good."

She walks back to her duties.