#// i mean arrow hates coffee but as long as someone likes tea they're alright haha

[emeraldtied]

{➹} – MOST PEOPLE NEVER took the canine for such, and the same could be said for Ebony. But the truth was the couple had powers that even Arrow hadn't quite wrapped his head around yet, and he had known them for years. Moreso when it came to Pyjamas than her feline companion, but the fact remained he was happy to have them on his side. The couple was non-confrontational by nature, but they were known to make waves for the right reasons.

Harmless to those who showed them respect, and just the opposite to those who overstepped their boundaries and had little consideration. But they were friendly to guests, and thought nothing of the hedgehog's newfound acquaintance. Nothing they would say out loud that was.

There was the smallest quirk of the hero's brow when he saw Murk flinch, but nothing was said as he just snorted at Murk's assumption. The canine herself just smiled, something in it telling but still her usual brand of friendly.

"Hopefully you'll never need to find out if that's true," she quipped, but then was back to business and she nodded at his order. No need to write it down, she had a great memory. "Mint latte it is, but I'm going to bring you a sample of our Mint Mojito too, I think you'll like it. Nothing but milk, fruit and a splash of coffee and mint. Don't worry."

It was only rare occasions that they served anything stronger than coffee or tea, but before the canine could answer the next question the hedgehog had swooped in again, a purposeful look given to Murk. "She does, but this one's on me, remember?"

The canine only smirked, rolled her eyes, and muttered something about that being typical before she set off towards the kitchen. She wasn't even going to question it. She knew better by then. Which left Arrow and Murk standing there to take in the space, or sit down. Frankly the hero didn't care which but it didn't take him long to continue the conversation in the canine's absence.

"See? 'S not too bad, right? A bit much for some people, I'll admit, but this place is a cornerstone of the city. These two have been at it for decades."

Murk found himself chuckling softly at that.

"I'm glad to hear it." Good food and a good atmosphere..he would be the judge of 'good food' in a little bit, himself- but the way that the sheepdog held herself was a good indicator all the same. Murk's smile grew gentler, full of soft mirth. His eyes snapped to the blue hedgehog as he moved, green never quite letting the other out of sight. So she was a world saver...

"I never would have thought. Well, it's nice to meet you, Pyjamas." The pseudo-hog nodded his head, feeling a grin on his muzzle. His shoulders untensed as he continued to soak in the feel of the place. Arwen would've loved to come here...maybe he'd have to bring her over another day- when he wasn't around to get coffee, himself.

An ear flicked- the faintest flinch crossing the hedgehog's demeanor as Pyjamas laughed- only to immediately soften. His eyebrow quirked upwards.- Murk followed the sheepdog's gesture, landing on the cat-mobian in question.

"I'm not all that social, myself...still- I will do my best." He hummed. No matter what world...always with the most fierce of allies... Something Murk couldn't help the faintest snicker about. "I'm certain you're no less a powerful opponent, Pyjamas." That was appropriate to say, right? "...true....I came here so I could get a coffee- a mint latte, if you have it? If not, I'm open to suggestions." His eyes flicked to the blue hedgehog.

Tea would be an easy-enough substitute, as would another coffee...he just rather enjoyed mint.

"...do you accept rings?"