The first of the school year had already come and nearly gone, but that wasn’t any excuse for Apollonia  to slow down. She wanted to get this place into tip-top shape, and that meant more customers, which meant more money for her to order new table linens. There was a list as long as her arm of things that needed to be replaced, sent to the repair shop, or sourced.

Speaking of whom: just the man she’d been looking for had wandered in and sat himself at the bar. Abandoning her task of dropping off some papers in her office, Apollonia hurried over to the bar. “Mr. Lochrin, good evening!” She chirped happily, tapping her wand to clear the bar of any extra crumbs. “What can I get you tonight?”