The small bell above the door chimed softly as I walked inside the small shop. The elderly man behind the counter smiled softly and pointed to the corner table.

Already have your tea waitin' for ya, my dear.

I smiled and walked over to the table, the smell of Earl Gray reaching my nose.

Here you are, sweet.

He placed a brownie in front of me with a small smile before walking over behind the counter.

Hey, William?

Yes?

Can a get some coffee...Black with two sugars?

He looked confused before his wife, Savannah, walked out.

Get her the coffee and get the shotgun, our little girl has a date.

I blushed and William brought over the coffee just as Damien walked in.