Minutes before the vampire incident at Ember Theatre...
The café doors had closed, and Meadow dispelled the illusion, revealing the hidden sanctum behind the mundane façade.
Azrael, Casper, and Willow gathered around a table, facing Meadow, who stood on the opposite side.
" A cream cheese croissant, please," Casper requested, a radiant smile lighting up his face.
Meadow, in an irritated tone, questioned, "Is that all?" Even so, she conjured the croissant onto the table.
"No! I want something too," Willow exclaimed with her usual enthusiasm. "I would like the strawberry tarts," she added, her eyes sparkling like a puppy. Without missing a beat, Meadow made the strawberry tart appear as well.
Turning to Azrael, Willow inquired, "What about you?" as she picked up the tart.
Azrael, observing Casper already enjoying his croissants, glanced back at Meadow. "I just want an apple," he replied with a serious expression.
