It was a month since he had seen her but yet here she was sitting in his business as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Coco settled into his usual pose and look at Muse. Behind her a long line of women were waiting eagerly to hear their fortune.
"You're here." Coco said.
"I am." Muse said.
"Why?"
"I heard how popular your business was from the owner and I wanted to test your skills."
"So you are here to have your fortune told?'
"I am. Is that a problem?"
"No. I am at your service." Coco said.
"Good. So how does this work?" Muse asked.
"That's up to you. I will tell you what you want to know." Coco said.
"No cards or strange crystal balls to predict my future?" Muse asked.
"That is not my specialty." Coco said.
"Alright." Muse said crossing her legs, "Then tell me, when I will die?"
Coco stared at her for a moment. He wondered if she was serious or if she was just testing the waters with his abilities.
"I do not see any shadow of death over you right now." Coco said.
"So I will live a long and heathy life?" Muse asked, "That's good news."
"No. At this moment your life is not in danger." Coco explained, "You can die any moment but for now you are not in danger."
"Okay I understand now." Muse said, "Thank you." She reached out to pay him when Coco stopped her.
"You didn't ask for anything difficult." Coco said, "I won't accept your payment."
Muse tightened her jaw, "Fine if that's what you want."
She stood up and placed a bag on the table. "But please accept it. The instructions are inside." She quickly left before he had a chance to object. The next customer peeked into the room wondering if they should come in. Coco raised his hand asking them to give him a moment. He looked into the bag and pulled out a small container with tea leaves. There was a note from the owner and the instructions on how to make the tea. Coco opened the note and read it. The owner was concern that he was overworking himself as usual when she heard he was not visiting the restaurant for his usual cup of tea. The owner explained she was writing this memo to remind him that he was only human and he needed to take break every now and then.
Coco chuckled. The owner never was the time to hold back her opinion when it came to his health. He picked up the instructions expecting to see the owner's handwriting but instead it was a neat and clear handwriting that obviously belonged to Muse. She had clearly explained that the tea leaves were called Jetlag PM- Relax that was good for washing away the day tension and headaches and how to prepare it. Coco rested the card on the table and tried to collect his thoughts.
It was true that he did not come to restaurant as often as he would have liked but he was not expecting Muse to personally come and bring him a new brand of tea leaves. It was a surprising and yet confusing discovery. He stared at the leaves again and finally decided that there probably wasn't any strings attach to her good deed. He would except it from now and remember to repay her later. Coco stood up and put his kettle to boil while he got his cup out and prepared the tea. He inhaled the aroma deeply and chuckled as it did somehow manage to make him feel better. The long forgotten customer knocked on the door and Coco motioned for them to come in. They started to prattle on about their request but all Coco could be concern about was drinking his relaxing cup of tea and the lack of the right company to enjoy it with.
A/N: While it is shorter than I expected I suddenly had an enlightening moment and this came to be and I had to write it down. Oh well! Once again constructive criticism and feedback are welcomed.