"Would someone like to tell me what's going on here?" the barista (Wendy) asked.
Zoe looked at her. "My mom over there has been acting weird. We came to take her home."
Wendy paused. "Linda has kids?" It was a bit surprising. She and her friends didn't seem like the parenting types. And if they did...three normal looking kids didn't seem to fit.
"What about the wand?" Wendy said, making a grab for it. "Why is a kid's toy so valuable all of the..."