“Lovely to see you on this beautiful day, Ma’am. What can I get you?”

“A cup of coffee, please.”

“Of course. What flavour would you like today? Autumn Nostalgia? Concentrated Concentration? Or if you can't make up your mind, we have just got some more Ambiguous Ambivalence.”

“Hm… Concentrated Concentration it is. Got to keep my mind sharp.”

“Sure thing. You're taking part in the debate?” The Server behind the counter gives her a friendly and professional smile. “Anything else?”

The lady winks, leans in and whispers: “A Sinister Speculation for a Shared Secret. 'The mob dwells in our nature, to be exposed is to invite disaster. Those that dare speak in the high Hall shall soon pay for their ventures.'”

The Server's expression is unchanged as he nods and packs a piece of cherry pie for the lady. “Please take a seat. I'll get the coffee to you as soon as it's ready.”

On the wall, a few hand drawn posters decorate the marble Café. The latest topic of debate is “What type of debates do Spindle need?”

Green, blue and white question marks fill the screen, spring flowers bloom out of the text.

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It was a pleasant surprise to see Miss Peach in Food For Thought.

“Oh, how lovely to see you, Miss Peach. Here on a field trip?”

The kind teacher smiles at you, then step aside a little to reveal the children Impressions hiding behind her.

“Indeed. The story today is 'Debates in Food For Thought'. I hope you won't mind us taking some space?”

“Of course not! Please, take seat. I'll bring you all something to eat and drink.”

As you return with a tray of milkshake and hot chocolate topped with cotton candies, you see that the little Impressions have already split into two teams.

“The debate topic for today,” announces Miss Peach, “is whether Impressions can tell their own stories.”

You listen with a smile.