"Wait right here while mommy gets some coffee sweetie" An obviously less than parental mother said, leaving her youngest and only daughter Tiffany at a table alone and going to wait in line.
"O-okay Mum." Tiffany said, sighing. The room was full of strangers and dangerous adults, could she really be safe? Without so much as verbalizing it, her fears crept up to her, and she hid under the table.
To her fortune, or others misfortune, some sort of gizmo had slid over right to her.
"W-whaa, what's dis?" She asked, hitting one of the buttons.
"Question inputted. Answer, now implicating response." The Reality Tuner responded in an automated voice. And suddenly, as reality shifted, fine-tuned towards her curiosity, she knew what it was, what it did and what it was capable of. Young Tiffany knew everything.
