"Welcome then, to the juncture of different beings."
Hillary and Nicole exchanged glances before averting them toward the beast.
"The juncture of different beings?" Hillary proceeded to ask.
"You heard me right," The beast nodded as he picked up a glass cup to dry with a napkin.
"What is this place for?" Hillary further questioned in light of her lack of understanding.
"It is the point in this world where people like you have a social connection with beasts like us. People don't kill beasts and beasts don't kill people. We live just the way any other community dwells together. This is more like a chill place for all of us. Though only certain species of beasts are found here and not all of us are ranked and we have pretty normal lives. So now, what can I get you two fellas?"
"Oh well, we didn't plan for anything but on second thought, get me a nice drink. I don't take alcohol though," Hillary chuckled nervously.
"Same," Nicole said.
