Dear Prue,
What a night I had! You had better be sitting be sitting down with a cup of coffee, because this is going to be the longest letter ever!
The evening started out extra slow. There was absolutely no one Outback, which is bad because the brawlers are usually good customers. And when I first got to the Inn no one there seemed to want anything and I was starting to worry it was going to be like last week when two candy bars a night was about all the business I could get.
Then I had the oddest customer. The man war a bright red hooded cloak, the hood pulled so far forward I couldn't even see his face. Creepy! His voice was creepy, too, more like an entire choir talking at once. He even knew my name! But a customer is a customer and not to be ignored. And he could have heard my name and Mr. Simon's somewhere before, at the time though it just added to the weirdness. It turned out he just wanted some dark chocolate, though, and he tipped well. The lady he was with he told that he lusted for chocolate as much as she lusted for human blood. Eew. Can you imagine that' I was glad to get away from them again.
After that I got busy in a hurry. There was even a lady that wanted those candy cigarettes I told you about and she was so delighted to get them, too. And then the evening turned all weird on me again, but in a good way.
There was this man dressed like a gypsy and talking in the strangest accent that sounded like he was well into his cups. But he didn't act like a gypsy at all. At first he just wanted a pack of cigarettes, and he overpaid quite a bit with paper money. I'm just glad Mr. Simon told me about those papers a while back. I tried to tell him, too, that he way over tipped, but the man refused to take any of his papers back.
For the rest of the evening the customers were normal in comparison. Then, I was just about ready to call it a night; the gypsy man waved me over again. He wanted the lady that was sitting with him and his friend to pick anything she wanted, but she had gotten some chocolate from me earlier. He still talked her into a box of chocolates. And then he introduced me to his friend, Locke Carnelia. That's a funny name, isn't it' He was dressed all in steel, not something I get to see much of.
He was odd, too. At first he said he couldn't afford chocolate and a moment later he wanted to buy just about everything chocolate left in the tray. I think the gypsy man gave him those papers though to pay for all that chocolate. I was just about done pulling everything chocolate from the tray when he decided that three boxes were plenty. And they say women can't make up their minds! But he was nice and helped put the other stuff back into the tray. Then the gypsy man wanted to buy everything that was left, cigars and all. I certainly wasn't about to say no to that!
Then, get this, Locke Carnelia asked me what I would like to drink and he got me cola! I didn't quite know how to react I was so surprised. For a while I thought I was dreaming, all sold out and getting a cola from such a fine knight, that was just too good to be true, right' But it was actually happening. I was so excited I can't even remember what we talked about. He was really nice, too, and didn't pinch me even once.
You'd think that was plenty of excitement for one evening, but not so. When the cola was gone and I had said good night, I went to drop of the tray and an order for the next day along with the coins at the Outback for Mr. Simon like I always do before going home. I was just about half way home when it happened.
Now, don't you worry, I'm just fine.
So, anyway, there were these two thugs that thought to rob me. Get this, they thought I had jewels! What idiots. And you'll be so proud of me; I actually remembered to scream "fire" just like you told me to despite being ever so scared. Then I kicked one and bit the fingers of the other who put his hand over my mouth. That might not have been the smartest thing to do, because then they pulled out knives.
And wouldn't you know it, out of the darkness came the knight in shining armor just as one of those dolts threw me to the ground. Well, the armor was dull rather than shining, but I was mighty glad that he happened to be there. He was very knightly, too, and gave the thugs fair warning. Not they listened. Like I said earlier, idiots!
Anyway, he made short work of them and when I tried to thank him he just waved that off. Prue, you just have to think of something! It was the same knight that had invited me for a cola earlier. And he said he only happened along because he was looking for a spot to make camp. The poor thing didn't even have a room to stay at. So you see, I have to think of something. He definitely deserves some kind of reward for dealing with those thugs. Now I have to find a different way home, or maybe I'll ask Mr. Simon if I can drop off the tray and coins in the mornings instead.
Wow, this got long. I hope everyone at home is doing okay.
Love, Mira