Two Teas, on the House

Outside of the Dodo Smokehouse, pedestrian guests strolled through the lavish retail deck. A fine blend of boutiques and restaurants dotted the marble and granite interior of Deck 37.

Not too far from the Dodo was a cozy cafe. It was across the corridor a few shops down. Unlike most shops on Deck 37, it had a few tables outside of its doors. 

Each table was occupied by two, three, or four people. One table in particular was somewhat hidden behind the others. There, two men in powder blue dress shirts and navy blue slacks leaned over the table with cups of tea in front of them. 

One man brushed his brown hair aside, pushing it behind his long, pointed ears. The other man with short black hair rapped his fingers on the tabletop, keeping his thoughts to himself. 

"... Any changes?" the second man asked. 

The first man let his gaze linger on the nearby smokehouse for a little while. "... No changes. We keep waiting here."