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Mystic chuckled and nodded, heading over to the register. "Would you just like the cup?" She asked with an easy smile. "You're welcome anytime, of course. A cup of tea, some snacks, it's always pleasant to have a cookie and a chat, yeah?" She smiled easily as she invited the young girl back.

Mystic smiled warmly, turning to the girl. "Sweetheart," She murmured, voice soft. "I've been in the same situation, taking in someone who left home with nowhere to go. Presents don't really matter- they're sweet, and appreciated, and cherished, but my dear, the greatest thing was a simple hug...

Mystic caught the tone and turned with a warm smile. "Don't feel bad, lovie. It's really just the thought that counts," She reassured her. "Most people just love to know they've been on someones mind. A gift is precious in that its a gift, not for what it may actually be." She promised.

Mystic hummed, and started walking through her store a bit more. "Hmm... well, in that case," She came to stop in front of her mug display. "A lovely cup is always a wonderful gift. Everyone uses them," She flashed a bright smile to the girl. "What do you think, Isa? A lovely cup, perhaps?"

Mystic smiled brightly. "Oh, how sweet of you! How wonderful." She hummed happily, looking around. "Let me think," She moved away, tapping a finger to her chin. "Usually tea is good, but you never know who likes tea. Can you tell me about her?" She asked, looking back to the girl with an...

Mystic loved going to art events. It was one of the few times she dressed down- for her- and let herself be lost in the world of the artist. She'd been following the work of Casper Beckett- now Kinnek- since she'd seen him published in a magazine. She liked looking at his work, even owned a few...

Mystic smiled brightly. "Oh, we do," She laughed, moving around the counter. "Anything in particular tickle your fancy?" She asked. "I like to try and have a little something for everyone." She hummed, straightening a few things as she moved over to the girl. "Mystic Rain," She introduced...

Mystic was enjoying having more people around. Perry was a sweet boy, if not a withdrawn one. Savannah was a bit prickly as well, but she was a hard worker and mystic was sure she could get through to the girl eventually as well. She was watching her shop at the moment, fresh cupcakes on the...

Mystic smiled and summoned one of hers- a gorgeous mahogany in the prettiest swirled lay out. It filled with small bites of cheese, summer sausage, and an assortment of berries, smiling a bit wider as the board settled between them. "Savannah is such a lovely name," She complimented. "My name is...

Mystic laughed lightly. "I don't need your money, Perry-Pez," She countered easily. "Just make your way back for dinner most nights and we'll be fine." She put two fingers to her forehead and gave him a little salute. "I'll call you for dinner soon," She turned, letting him settle in, and left...

Mystic laughed lightly. "Of course!" She agreed, doing a little twirl just because she felt like it. "Someone's aura says a lot about them. And yours tells me that you're a good kid, a little lost, just trying to find a place to belong. I can't promise you it's here, but you're welcome to stay...

Mystic hummed, swaying to music on her mind, and put together two cups of hot cocoa, with mini marshmellows, whipped cream, and a sprinkling of cinnamon. The cups warmed her hands as she walked over to the table the girl, setting the cocoa in front of her after she settled in her seat. "So...

Mystic smiled easily. "Of course!" She laughed lightly, turning to move back to the living room. "I've always thought that there's no point in living a life where you don't give back where you can. If my nephew ever came this way, I'd give him the same deal as well, but he's happily set up with...

Mystic laughed lightly. "It is! All the more reason for something hot to drink." She countered. She smiled at the girls sudden question. "Sure! We'll do an interview. Follow me," She turned away, motioning for the girl to follow, and headed through the shop. She moved through the beaded/fabric...

Mystic turned to look at the girl and immediately noted how cold she was. She chuckled. "No worries," She countered. "Do you want some tea? Hot cocoa? Coffee?" She suggested. "You look like you could use something to warm up." She hung up the dreamcatcher and stepped back, turning to the kid...

Mystic studied the boy with an easy smile and an open air. "Well, Perry-Pez, let me show you to your room," She spun, loving the swish of her dress, and placed a spell to tell her if anyone entered the shop. She moved through the beaded/fabric curtain to her little managers shop, and then...

Mystic was humming happily behind the counter, sorting out a new shipment of dream catchers she'd gotten in and deciding on the best way to display them. Her hair was down today, but was twisted in a loose bread and still filled with magical butterflies that flapped their wings gently, all of...

Mystic let out an airy laugh, smoothing a hand over her skirt. "Mystic Rain," She introduced herself, doing another little twirl to the music. "Pleasure, darling. What shall we call you?" She asked, swaying her skirts to the music, letting it still flow through her and smiling brightly at her...

Mystic laughed and walked over to her counter, taking out a sign and scribbling Rooms for Rent on it, before propping it on her desk. "Nope! But I'll rent out a room for the night. I have a few spare rooms," She gave him an easy smile, leaning against the counter with one hand, the other on her...

Mystic finished her spin, turning and smiling brightly at her new guest. "Hello!" She greeted, patting at her hair gently to make sure it was still in place. "Oh, there are plenty!" She agreed with a happy smile. "You're in the right place. Though," She mused. "It'll be a bit hard to find a room...