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Pro-Opera Jungian Lannes walked into the cafe and looked around. It seemed dirty and smelled of 'tavern odors'. Walking through, he found himself a chair. Before sitting down, he examined it and quicky brushed it off.
"What is this sticky substance?"
Suddenly he recalled a better method.
"Scourgify!"
Instantaneously, the substance was off and he could now sit in the chair. Looking around him he had to admit he was slightly lonely, seeing everyone else having delightful conversations and a wonderful time while he sat alone. He resigned himself to this and started to wonder how one orders at an establishment of this nature and if there was a menu.
"Lannes!" Tavelon said, walking over to his table. "Fancy seeing you in such an establishment. I thought the general hubbub and residue of the masses would deter you from such a place" he said, taking a sip from his butterbeer. "Do you mind if I join you?"