The best part of drinking coffee was the clear sugar slurry at the bottom, gritty against her teeth.

That experience done with, she tossed the empty paper cup into the trash can with a single hand -

The cup bounced off the lip of the trash can.

Grabbing the cup and walking back to the bench, Stephana tossed the empty paper cup into the trash can with a single ha-

It bounced off the edge again.

She tossed the cup into the -

It bounced.

She -

Bounced.

A minute later, Stephana effortlessly tossed the empty cup into the trash can with a single hand. Flawless. Utterly flawless.

Alright. If I were the leader of the royal family of an ancient group of magical humanoids that may or may not all be utter dicks (at least considering my mother,) where would I hide?

They could fly, right? So they might meet on top of the Space Needle. Not only would it be symbolic (We're on top of the world, ha-ha! Take that, losers with no wings and only feet!) but they would also be out of obvious line of sight, especially if they had magic. So the Space Needle was the obvious choice.

OR SO YOU WOULD THINK!

That idea was way too clever, which meant that really smart people had already thought of it and discarded it completely. She'd have better luck wandering around and trying to find them on foot than actually trying to track them down.

Plus, she was pretty sure the Space Needle had a fee to enter, and she didn't have enough to spend on that kind of tomfoolery. And most of her life could be summed up by "And then she wandered around," so why bother to change things now?

(Current plan is for Stephana to run into Ken and Frost repairing the bike outside.)

Max looked back down at his soup and had another spoonful. He didn't seem inclined to say much else after that discussion, as if he were still mulling everything in his head.

Alright. So this was the plan.

Walk down the street, and see if she spotted anything that looked...magical. Or weird. Or out of the ordinary. Stephana knew weird stuff, and held a bachelors in out of the ordinary shit. She lived and breathed weird. She could smell it, and it was coming from around here.

Here-ish.

Maybe.

Most importantly, she needed to be vigilant. She couldn't just let her eyes wander, or else she'd get distracted, and Stephana knew how easily she could get distra – Hey, a motorcycle!

Coming up on the street were two people kneeling around a motorcycle outside of an apartment, fiddling with the engine. She used to walk in on Dad doing that sort of thing all the time in the garage, holding bolts in his mouth, covered in engine grease. Something must be wrong with their bike.

Remember - weird, out of the ordinary shit. This wasn't weird or out of the ordinary, so she probably shouldn't get involved, but she was walking on the same side of the sidewalk, so she would inevitably enter casual conversation range, and -

“Woah! That's so cool!” She said, approaching despite herself. It was just so cool!

THere was a noticable tempreture drop...it was now it was *bleeping* cold.

Frost stated "Hi there, I see you're a motorcycle fan yourself." He looked at the engine. "Trying to fix up my baby's engine." He then noticed something about the woman. "Umm...PERIDOT...hate to take you away from the kid but we have a situation!"

(Yeah Im a bit lost there too)

(oh shit I forgot he was a half-breed my bad0

Frost said "I'm glad you like motobikes. You from around here?"

"Nothing out of the ordinary" Frost replied "Engine just need a good warm up to keep going. I usually have a friend of mine help with that, but she's busy inside with something"

"Hey, Frost?!" Peridot called, leaning out to look down at them. She thought maybe they should get some ice cream, maybe cake. What do kids like? She had no idea. She paused, spotting someone else. "Oh, who's your friend?"

Frost said "Hi Peridot, don't know. She seems rather nice though. Maybe someone who got lost on the way here" He then paused "Umm, Peri?" not having used that nickname in quite some time. "Do you mind warming up my engine like you used to?"

Peridot studied the girl for a minute. “Athena, hold the fort!” She called back into the apartment. She got a “Yeah, whatever!” shouted in return. Only on the second floor, Peridot took the chance and hopped out, landing solidly amongst them. The air instantly warmed to a normal temperature as she started putting out. “What’re you looking for?”

"I'm the same way, I just flew in a few hours ago." Ken added. "Lots of stuff to see, and I haven't even gotten started yet."

Frost smiled and closed the engine hatch and reved it up hearing it roar again. "Thanks Peridot"