Matt waited at the awning of the restaurant, waiting for this Felicia lady to show up. From what he could tell, this lady was into cats, if her avatar was anything to go by. That, and witchcraft.
Then something made him look up, and much to his surprise, there was something coming in the air. As the object got closer, he soon realized that it was someone on a broom.
Soon enough, they landed, and Matt got a good look at them. The person was indeed very cat-like.
"You must be Matt," they said. "I'm Felicia."
"Um, nice to meet you," Matt said. He looked her over.
She was wearing a coat and pants.
"Um, I thought that witches wore dresses," Matt said.
"It's a little chilly in the air, even if you have fur," Felicia said. She looked at her broom. "Small down." Her broom became the size of a pen, and was placed in her pocket.
"Handy trick," Matt said.
"Keeps broom thieves from trying to steal it," said Felicia. "What did you use?"
Matt pointed at a motorcycle.
Felicia looked it over. "Not bad. Should hold two people if we want to go elsewhere."
"Um, thanks," Matt said. "Um, if you don't mind me asking, what are you?"
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