The door opens as a young wolf boy walks in "Hello? Is this place open?"

I recoil and fall off the counter, making a small thump. I quickly recover, jumping back up and shouting, "Y-YES WE ARE NOT OPEN!" I then mentally facepalm myself. No way they could understand me, I just meowed at the customer! Boss was going to kill me.

The young wolf boy jumps back when the cat falls "Sorry, I didn't know." He takes no notice to fact the cat is talking "Guess I missed the sign."

O-oh Im sorry! I-i forgot to c-close... D-do you want something? Morgana panics as he sees another man walk inside. Morgana walks over to the wolf boy and whispers something. "L-look I can't take care of the store, I am a cat. Could you please help me? Everything is already made, you just need to serve it! I will help! Please?!"

"S-sure." He nervously gets behind the counter and gets everything ready "What would you like sir?

*Bursting through the door, Shakespeare stretches his arms out and laughs jovially.* Greetings people of this fine establishment of "the white". The great playwright, William Shakespeare, hath arrived at this decadent establishment. Now, now. Before you applaud my great genius, I must ask you to calm your hearts of all excitement, for I am a humble man. Now then, I wish to taste your great black night beverage you serve here! For I am here to write and I desire to awaken the muses and my own soul for the greatest of stories to be created. Ya ha ha!!!

I jump up next to Fenris's ear. "We have coffee and curry ready. Unless he asks for tea or hot chocolate, which anyone can make, you are fine. Anything else we do not have or need to make."

"Yes sir, right away." Fenris gets to work quickly. Serving the loud and "humble" man.

Morgana jumps down and peeks into the curry pot. The curry bubbles away happily, filling the shop with a delicious scent.

[Hol Horse puts his hands on the counter, folding both of them. He glances over to the man who just made a literal speech with his booming voice. He lets out a small groan.] Now I remember why I never go to these kinds of places...

"Will that be all for you sir?"

Fenris looks over at the cowboy "And would you like anything?"

[Hol Horse looks back to the wolf boy with his hands still folded.] Uh, yeah. Just get me a glass of water, please.

Morgana smiles at Fenris, glad that he was able to find a friend. He then walks over and meows at Fenris, headbutting him in request for a head pat.

*Shakespeare takes his drink from Fenris.* My thanks, good friend. May you return to your realm in a Midsummer's Night Dream as soon as the great winds come for you. Ya ha ha!

I stare at the strange man dumbfounded. "Excuse me," I meow, "Are you dead?"

"Here you go!" Fenris gives Hol Horse his water. He also pats Morgana on the head.