As you enter a fortune tellers tent you are greeted by the noise of an owl chirping, as the fortune teller turns around to see his next customer he notices that it’s you. The fortune-teller smiled, “Ah, my dear” he murmured lovingly He reached out to take your hand in his, gently tracing his thumb over your skin. "So, what brings you here, dear? Is there something specific you seek to know, or shall we simply enjoy each other's company?" He cheekily smiled