Greif's Cafe

Greif blinks dumbly a few times at Snickers and Foxglove. Or rather, Snickerfilly and Stallionglove. "Um, please, have a seat!" he tells them with a somewhat nervous smile. The sort that says 'I sincerely hope whatever happened to you doesn't happen to me.'


Snickers finds a seat near the bar and smiles at Greif. "Thanks," she says politely. Her smile is charming and cute.

Greif feels confused on multiple levels.

And then drama!

Greif narrows his eyes, watching the scene outside his cafe's entrance with growing suspicion and concern. With deft speed and movement, he leaps over the counter and slinks predatorially towards the front door, stopping a few feet from the doorway to watch where the scene outside goes next.