"Look, I'm just saying that magic doesn't exist."
"You think you're so smart? Of course it exists. How else would I have been able to deal with those punks, dude?"
"Training, hard work, plain trickery. Not some hocus pocus you seem to be spouting as the truth."
"People use magic every day!"
"They do not."
"Uh, yeah they do, see?" One of the men points to a city worker, lighting the street lamps with firepower.
"That can't be magic: it must be some kind of trick."
"It ain't some trick, he's a magic user."
"You're saying he's a wizard?"
"Nah, he's just a small worker. The wizards are in guilds and do jobs where they are specialized."
"'Guilds'?"
"Yeah, around here I think the most well know would be Fairy Tail."
"'Fairytale'? isn't that ironic," she mumbles. "Okay. Now can you help me get back to where I'm from?"
"Where are you from again?"
"Tokyo."
The three people look t one another before looking back at the asker and back again. "We should take him to Mira. I don't know where that is, do you two?"
"No," they answer at the same time.
"How can you not know? It's in Japan, in the Pacific Ocean, by China." The three partners look at each other, not knowing what to say as the names are unfamiliar to them. They eventually get the girl to follow them back to Fairy Tail.
The guild is unruly as the famous Salamander tried to pick a fight with both the Lightning Lauxus and Ice King Gray when the four enter the guildhall. The trio help th girl dodge the flying people, punches, and platters as they make their way to the sleek oak bar with an alabaster beauty pouring drinks with an easygoing smile. "Hey! Who's the new person? Are they going to join?"
"We're trying to get him back to where he lives, but none of us know where that is."
"Not even you, Freed?"
"No, so we came here to see if you could be of help."
The beautiful barmaid turns to the brunette. "Okay, first off, what's your name?"
"Haruhi. I'm Haruhi Fujioka."