1602 Short, Dark, and Handsome

Effie slowly turned around, just in time to notice the unreasonably gorgeous proprietor of the Brilliant Emporium falling. Three cups of coffee that he had been carrying on a tray were flying into the air in slow motion. 

It seemed that he had tripped. 

Without missing a beat, the enigmatic shopkeeper regained his balance with a graceful half-step, extended his hand unhurriedly, and caught all three cups on the tray without spilling a single drop.

A moment later, he smoothly approached the table and placed the cups down, acting as if nothing had happened. Then, the nonchalant young man smiled pleasantly and gave her a respectful bow. 

"Saint Athena. Welcome."

Effie found herself unable to speak for a moment. 

'D—damn. So cool!'

At the same time, Sunny was nothing short of panicking on the inside. 

'What the hell?! No, what the actual hell?! I mean… what the hell?!'

How could she go and say something like that?!