"... More tea."

"... Need more coffee."

"Drinking some tea."

Best, hmm. On the table goes one Combustea(to breathe fire), one Invisibilitea(to be invisible), one Teletonic(teleportation), and one... oh... Pilfer of Power(Strength Enhancer). "... I'd say these four are the most popular." He's pointing out what each one does.

"Depends on what you mean by cool, I have a potion that cools your head, a potion that allows Fire Breathing... Invisibility... Strength Booster... Oh, actually, now I've got an idea." He's making a new Potion. Frostea. It'll allow Majora to breathe ice. "Ta da."

((Posting to spread the potionista out there.))

"... Morning, today only we're having a half off sale on brewed potions."

"... Closing early today."

"... Too quiet."

"... I mean a teletonic could send you to an extremely cold place and back if you picture it."

"Stop being so hot, weather."

... I swear, it feels like it's too hot for Hades in here.

"... Sometimes I wonder if I should drink some alcohol."

"... Had to get more coffee."

"... Enjoying some morning coffee."

"Drinking my coffee."

"No because the cafe seems to be in a weird dimension. I'm more worried about the mages."

"Everyone said that. I couldn't really see with all the smoke."

"I saw her beat Jafar."

"... Words of advice. Don't anger Maleficent."

((I'll do it in four hours after work ends.))

((Is it time for me to finally make Dreamlight Valley Protag?))

"... Coffee, Tea, Potion?" He looks at the magic mirror. "You don't actually help."

"... We're open. Please do not blow up the cafe."

"... Right."

"... Maybe not nuke an entire place because of one individual? Plus I'm pretty sure they'll just put up an Uno Reverse card or something."

"... You have a weird idea of fun."

"... Why are we nuking my parent company? Or are we just nuking the 'evil' version?"

"... Tea, potion, coffee?"

"... Working hard."

"... Working hard, like always."

He finishes brushing his teeth and looks over. "... Though hopefully no one jumps the gun and tries to rob the place or something. I think the cafe knows better though."

"You are fine. The cafe seems to have jumped the gun a little." He continues to brush his teeth. "Long night?"

"... I'm literally brushing my teeth. The cafe isn't open yet."

"Debating randomly mixing potion materials."

"Imagine. Not drinking a Teletonic."

"Please do not attempt to use magic on the potionista behind the counter."

"The cursed cafe is... a great hideaway."

"I think I'm going to invest in a stepladder."

"... Magic Mirror on the Wall. Quit speaking in riddles."

"... Ursula."

"Mmm, you're welcome to order something if you wish. Though, truthfully, a lot of the potions have temporary effects. Especially stuff like... the Invisibilitea."

"I'll keep doing it as long as the book keeps working."

"Mmm, I'm lucky to have this place, a lot of individuals are. My employer is to thank for all that... I think... or the Cafe was inherently magicial. I am not certain which."

"... Ah, well, I mean, you're doing him proud, right? I've noticed a bit about your school, some of you kind of... have dorms of individuals I've met and served. I had a guy in here, reminded me of the Queen of Hearts."

"Mmm, school. I admit, I sometimes miss those days but sometimes... I really do not."

"... Understandable. You must be very busy. I'm sure it can seem like there's endless beings to deal with in the underworld."

"... Ah. The God of the Dead. King of the Underworld. I admit, he wasn't part of the early group that arrived at the cafe. But eventually he showed up."

"Perhaps. Depends. You have a similar hair color to someone I've served before. Who is your grandfather?"