Shockingly Good Tea
“Welcome to the Improbabilitea Cafe, where no two cups are made the same way! What can I get for you?” says the cat behind the counter. The rich mahogany tones of the wooden counter seem extra deep compared to the golden taps on the different glass vats of iced teas. There is a rainbow of browns, everything from light amber to a deep chocolate brown in each vat, and past those are some less than normal colors. Vibrant blues, eerie reds, and some greens along with any other color you can think of, and some new ones seemingly invented for these drinks. The inside of the cafe is a cool 68 degrees Fahrenheit, a sharp contrast to the sweltering heat outside. There’s some condensation on the vats, making them twinkle, and the spots of light seem to hit the tables and chairs just so, like it was somehow planned that way the entire time. The tables seem to have adapted to the season, the usual wooden tables being replaced with a suitably random assortment of deck furniture. All of this still doesn’t draw any of the strangeness away from the humanoid cat casually polishing the counter, shirt nowhere to be seen with a pair of swimming trunks being the only apparel on him. That and a fedora-and-tie combination that seems like it’s less clothing and more a piece of him. The fact that the room is perfectly air conditioned doesn’t seem to be affecting his seasonal clothing choice in the slightest. “What, cat got your tongue? You got anything in mind to order, or you just gonna stand there gawking? Not that I blame you, I am quite the breathtaking sight. All that concentrated handsomeness must have you overwhelmed, eh?”
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