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(Captioned beneath picture: Artists rendition by Sir Armont Vintrove.))
Hello Stormwind, Veranya Wainwright reporting once again. This time, I heard tell of a lovely little cart in the Cathedral district selling unique and delightful brews of coffee. This thoroughly intrigued me because not only am I a long-time coffee lover, but very few business ventures happen in the district that seems to belong to the priests and paladins of the Light. So, unable to keep my nose out of anyones business as usual, I did some researching, acquired the name of an employee, and was able to get in touch and schedule an interview with the owner. Notepad in hand, I made my way to the Cathedral District at the agreed time.
As I entered the district, the distinct smell of brewing coffee was filling the air, the quick and precise clatter of dishes and the scuffle of feet heard, and the sounds of coin exchanging hands clinking softly. I took a moment to stand there and just revel in the smell, though. Gods coffee smells good. I made my way over to the cart, where a line was formed. I stepped into line, and not two seconds later a man stepped into the line behind me. I was now more eager than ever to get my cup. As I stepped up to order, a kindly Gnomish woman smiled at me, and asked what I'd like. I ordered the days special, an Eggnog latte. I mentioned to the Gnome taking my order that I was here for the interview, and she, in a very polite and business appropriate manner, nodded and said, “Oh, so you're the reporter? Be right with you.”
She nodded at one of her employees behind the counter, asking one of them to take orders for her, and smiled back at me, “Get your drink and we'll get started, shall we?” I nodded, and moved over to the counter to wait. Standing there, eager to get my beverage, I watched the employees move about busily. One of them eyed me carefully, and pushed a drink across the counter, which had been ready for a few minutes. I was embarrassed at having overlooked but another employee simply smiled at me and said, “Gotta watch Phee, ma'am, she's quick.” This was certainly true. Guided by the kind owner over to a quieter part of the district, I sat down with her and was able to begin the interview.
“It is quite the honor to sit down and speak with you, Miss...”
“Please, call me Brill”
“It's my pleasure to meet you, Ms. Brill. Could you tell me about a bit about yourself, and how you came to own this business?” (con'td)