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Natasha makes a mimosa with a splash of strawberry syrup for a sunset effect. Then goes to sit in a booth, starring at the snow outside the window of her world, dreaming of warm sun.

Karlach cautiously approaches Noah, wanting to interact with him but also hoping that her appearance doesn't scare him.

Cathfawr was sleeping on the porch of the bar, his tail curled up around him.

He would make himself a Del-Hidori peach smoothie. He went over to Natasha "mind if I join you? We don't talk much since you started working here"

She glances at Mathius and smiles with a nod, scooting into the booth more, “Sure, have a seat. That looks delicious by the way.” She tucks her tail close to herself.

Cathfawr sniffed the air, opening one eye. He seemed to smell something in the bar.

He got up and walked in, his ears twitching as he looked around.

Natasha sets aside the empty mimosa cup and switches to drinking her Cinnabon coffee, enjoying the delightful taste as she looks out to the snow scene in her view, her gold irises showing as her eyes narrow to the bright landscape.

Cathfawr sniffed his way to whatever he was smelling, which lead him to the counter. "Something smells good." He said, looking around.
"Where is it?" He said to himself, glancing around, frustrated he couldn't find what was making that smell.

Watches the bar patrons with interest but her lazy mode kept her seated to the booth, returning to browsing her tablet, taking time to relax which was foreign to herself.

Cathfawr finally seemed to find what he was smelling and pounced over the counter and began digging around, to find a basket of freshly baked biscuits.

He grabbed one and pounced back over the counter and then sat down with it, using his hands to eat it. Mid-eating it, he realized he probably should pay for it, so he temporarily put the biscuit in his mouth, pulled out some money and walked back over to the counter to set it on there, then continued eating it, standing up this time. "This is really good." He murmured to himself.

Gets up from the booth to disappear into the kitchen and comes back out with a fish fry and returns to the booth to eat the crispy, flaky fish. Enjoying it with some lemon seltzer.

Noticing Karlach slowly approaching him, the Ursine cub lets out a squeak, before he timidly waves at her. "H-hail, traveller." He mutters, his voice mousey and sheepish as his eyes glance up at her.

"Thank you, but I appreciate it if you'd put in an order next time. Is there anything else you'd like?"

Cathfawr's ears twitched again. "Sorry."
"Do you have any ice cream? I like that." He said, finishing the biscuit.

Natasha gets up from the booth, cleaning her mess and going to wash the dishes she used. She then sways over to the sofa and tucks into the couch, basking in the warmth of the lit fireplace. Her gaze lost in the flames.

"Hi there." Karlach smiled as she sat down next to the smol bear. "I'm Karlach. Nice to meet you."

"Sure. Vanilla strawberry swirl?"

Perks up as that happened to be her favorite combination of ice cream flavors as well, as she sits up in the sofa she asks, “Could I get one of those in a chocolate dipped waffle cone?” She smiles as she walks up to the counter.

Cathfawr nodded, "That sounds great. How much is it?" He dug around in his coat pocket again, his tail curling around his own leg.

Matt would then walk into the bar, holding Nolegs on his shoulder. He seems to be in a very good mood. "Well! I'm done reading and I'm glad that torture is over!" Matt said, before his pirate hat fell, but he didn't care.