A lost tourist just wants a good old soy milk pumpkin spice latte. She finds her way into a creepy old delicatessen that has a lot waiting for her, none of it being any kind of hot beverage. A story about incoming gentrification, even to the darkest mythical corners of the world. The power of the old gods is eternal, but it is nothing against the ubiquity of consumerism. Two characters playing out all the stereotypes they got, to convince each other of an innocence that isn’t there on either side.