Post by Stacy Heart on Jul 21, 2008 0:53:58 GMT
The B and B was doing alright. She was hoping for better, but she wasn't giving up hope it was still a new business and all. Sighing she had finished serving her guests breakfast and they decided to go off to visit around the village. There was nothing left for her to do the place was spotless so she figured a drink would be in order. She could do it at her place but chose not to because she needed some air and a nice walk.
The Three Broomsticks was just as she remembered from her youth. It gave her a sense of comfort as she was greeted by one of the barmaids. The place was doing quite a good business so Stacy had to wait a few minutes before having her drink order taken. Not that she minded because she was content observing things for a while. Witches, wizards, goblins, and unsavory characters mingled together to make up a very interesting clientele.
A cute dark haired girl came up to her asking if she was ready to order. "Oh yes surely" said Stacy knowing that she'd love a butterbeer. That was her favorite drink and it had been so long since she had one from the Three Broomsticks, for some reason they were the best she ever had here. Her order now placed she waited still watching her light eyes scanning each table.
A slight breeze wafted in as someone else opened the door and walked in. A gentleman that for some reason looked familiar to her though she wasn't sure why. Shrugging she figured it was one of those inexplainable moments that came and went just as quickly. Just then her drink arrived and she was forced to take her eyes off him to take the sip she had been longing to take.
The Three Broomsticks was just as she remembered from her youth. It gave her a sense of comfort as she was greeted by one of the barmaids. The place was doing quite a good business so Stacy had to wait a few minutes before having her drink order taken. Not that she minded because she was content observing things for a while. Witches, wizards, goblins, and unsavory characters mingled together to make up a very interesting clientele.
A cute dark haired girl came up to her asking if she was ready to order. "Oh yes surely" said Stacy knowing that she'd love a butterbeer. That was her favorite drink and it had been so long since she had one from the Three Broomsticks, for some reason they were the best she ever had here. Her order now placed she waited still watching her light eyes scanning each table.
A slight breeze wafted in as someone else opened the door and walked in. A gentleman that for some reason looked familiar to her though she wasn't sure why. Shrugging she figured it was one of those inexplainable moments that came and went just as quickly. Just then her drink arrived and she was forced to take her eyes off him to take the sip she had been longing to take.