The bar is unusually empty. Just one girl, sitting on a barstool, reading one of a rather large stack of napkins.
"Out of season fruit is actually really easy to get where I'm from. And it would be kind of hard to sell, generally when people want fruit they go to places that make a business of selling food rather than someone who won't suffer if they don't get repeat business because there was something wrong with what they were selling."
"Well, first of all, I didn't write them. Someone else did. I feel...not entirely okay with claiming their accomplishments for my own. More practically, anyone I sent it to might notice that it had already been professionally edited, and once I ran out of books that had already written I would suddenly be mysteriously unable to write good literature anymore."
"Nobody in your world will get to read the books at all if you don't bring them back and share them. I never wrote but if I did I'd probably rather you pretend they were yours than never let anybody see them. And you can space them out and pretend you take ages to write and just say you have good spelling or got a friend to proofread."
"I'm probably going to release them anonymously. Publishing houses also are not actually guaranteed to take them, even though they're really awesome, whereas the anonymous method is a lot more reliable at getting stuff out there."
"Maybe I could claim that I found the books in the attic and they were written by my dead grandmother or something, I could probably claim that more convincingly than I could that I had written them."
"I'll still have to copy the whole thing out, which is going to be a pain. Just handing over the books would have problems like the fact that the real author's name is on them."
"Black it...oh, the author's name, not the text. Meh, then they'd want to know why I'd done it, and I'd have to do it in several places. Plus I'd rather keep the originals for myself, just in case."
"Well, it's not the worst hardship to have a project to keep me busy for the next while."
"I like being busy. I'm supposed to learn a lot of things about weather so I don't mess it up too badly."
"Yeah, I took a lot of classes on meteorology before the first time I used the amplifier."
"It'll probably be all right eventually for me to move rain from places with floods to places with droughts, and stuff, but they're usually not right next to each other. I might have to travel a lot. In the meantime I'm supposed to stop in case I wreck stuff."
"Yeah, weather's real tricky. We have a saying where I'm from that a butterfly flapping its wings can cause a hurricane a continent away. Obviously that's an exaggeration, but."
"I wonder if I could stop a hurricane. Or steer it or weaken it, maybe, unraveling it altogether might take too much magic."
"I wonder if you could stop it at the source. Hurricanes don't start out as big as they get."
"Mm. We have a few people with teleportation powers but that wouldn't necessarily be true for you."
"I don't think anyone can do that. It'd be amazing, though! Maybe one day the academic mages will learn how."
"That'd be cool. A bunch of the fantasy magic systems in my world's books can do it. Can you not fly, if you'd have to take a boat?"