The Parlour is brightly lit and happy chatter is audible on the street outside. Inside, the tables are mostly full, and the counter is busy with pickup orders. The skeleton with dragon wings is carefully poking at the register. Teams of slimes are zooming through the overhead tubes to deliver drinks to the tables. Purplespider drops off an order and stops at your side. "It's been a while since we've seen you. I hope everything's okay? What can we get for you?"