Lyra's towering presence emerged from the mystical sigil inscribed on the ground, ominous laughter reverberating through the room.

"Well, well, well, it's been a thousand years since a mortal has summoned me!" she declared, looking down at the puny human before her, arms crossed and wings unfurling, inadvertently knocking down ingredients.

"What the?" She glanced around, discovering they were inside a large fridge, the sounds of a bustling crowd and the scent of caffeine permeating the air.