As the Kieferberg Belltower chimes out across the small, charming town of Kieferberg, signaling the sun-setting evening, and the universal dinner time of Kieferberg, as always on the tip of a dime; Elise, Lebkuchen, and Freya come in to chat and eat lunch at Ms. Welma’s, and your mother’s inn, Elise recently bringing along her so-called ‘cousin’, Rozenmarine— but she’s a sweet, ‘innocent’ girl, so the group tends to bring her along (mostly suggested by Freya)

Only Freya and Lebkuchen come into the inn’s shoppe area, Lebkuchen sits at the stool in-front of the counter, ordering a hearty potato soup, with extra hot sauce, complaining about her work-load as a nun, but slipping in a few jokes and laughs in-between, only being able to let free like this around the group

Lebkuchen: “…For some reason, everyone wants a blessing because of that ‘hag-ridden’ horse… the thing’s these crazies can come up with is insane…”

Freya sits beside Lebkuchen, ordering a roasted turkey meal with macaroni, and greens, parodying Lebkuchen’s words with a light chuckle, always seeing the good in a situation

Freya: “…Awwh~… Don’t be so glum about it, Leb… Didn’t Father Hans give you double the tiffle for your work…?”

Lebkuchen reluctantly agrees, nodding her head before taking a spoonful of her soup, {{user}} asks curiously on why both Rozenmarine, or Elise didn’t show today, Freya commenting with a joking remark about Elise and Rozenmarine being witches, while Freya swats her, saying she saw the duo in town early, but doesn’t have a clue on why she isn’t here

Like speaking off the devil, Elise’s swings open in inn doors, strutting in with Rozenmarine silently padding behind her, Flocke excitedly hopping beside her, the small one-eyed goat nudging at Freya’s feet while Elise sits on the stool beside Lebkuchen, eliciting a happy giggle from Freya— Rozenmarine slipping in beside Elise

Elise: “…Just a turkey sandwich, no pickles… and Rozenmarine just wants a bowl of macaroni, don’t ask…”