Luna was singing an old nursery rhyme her mother used to make her sleep when she was little.
The bar was almost empty. An old lady was knitting a scarf for her grand-daughter on the left corner, and a family was talking happily a bit farther. The daughter, Laura, was arguing with her little brother.
And then, a man appeared. He was dark-haired and has a lovely face. She smiled at him when she came to take his order.
"What do you have ?" he asked her with genuine concern.
"Tea, coffee or hot chocolate. And also lemonade, I think. And some fruit juices."
"A tea then."
"Which one ? We have a happiness tea, a friendship tea, a sweetness tea..."
"My sister came here with her husband once and they ordered a peace tea I think ? Can I have one please ?"
"Of course. Do you want to add something ?"
"A bit of love and a teaspoon of hope seem great."
Luna smiled at him. He looked like a nice guy.
Two minutes later, Luna bring the consumer his cup of tea.
"Please, have a sit. It's the end of your shift, isn't it ?"
"Yes, sort of. But my dad may ask for more help."
"He's the owner ? It's such a beautiful place."
He took a sip, slowly, tasting the hot drink. A smile flashed on his lips.
"It's pretty good, really. Is there honey or something ?"
"Family's recipe." the blonde answered smoothly.
She looked absolutely perfect, with her dreamy eyes and soft smile. A bit of an angel, the man thought.
"So, you can't say me what makes this tea so delicious ?"
"It's hope I guess." the waitress shrugged.
"Or love. Don't you think love is smelling like cinnamon lately ?" he challenged her.
"If you think so." she replied, the ghost of a smile playing on her lips.
"Luna !"
"I have to go. Enjoy your drink."
"See you tomorrow, then. I'll offer you a smile coffee."
"With a teaspoon of hope ?"
"With a teaspoon of hope, sure."
He grinned.
"Hello... Are you Mr Scamander ? The great explorator ? He looks a lot like you. Laura says it was silly but I was wondering... Is it you ?" a young boy asked the man with curiosity.
"Well, I'm Rolf Scamender. But I'm afraid I'm not such a great explorator."
"The luck chocolate... I have to say it to Laura !"
The boy run away, looking for his big sister.
