"Sure, that works."

"How do you take your coffee?"

"Cream and sugar, lots of both, please."

"Caffeinated."

One of each! And a mocha for himself.

"Oh fuck.  Thanks.  Why can you do that??"

"We didn't really get briefed, and weren't very awake for the briefing we did get . . ."

"My entire species can do it but I'm the only one here in this universe at the moment."

"Wow.  Wow."

"So we probably don't need to pack anything, then?"

"If you have objects which you do not want to describe to me, or might want suddenly while I could be occupied with something else, or which are sentimentally valuable to you in their original form such that a replacement would not be satisfactory, pack those. Especially the middle category, I don't want to be making everybody a change of clothes every morning."

"Reasonable."  The two of them set to downing their drinks a little faster.

And someone new clicks down the hallway to the lounge, looking a little tired but not freshly awoken.

"Good morning!"

"Good morning."  She already has a suitcase.  "You're our benevolent kidnappers, I assume?"

"Why is 'kidnap' the vocabulary word chosen here? Isn't 'benevolent kidnapping' a contradiction in terms?"

"It's what Sadie said."

"I think there's a cultural thing; there's - a joke that's also just common knowledge, I suppose I would call it - that anyone magic or alien or otherwise very special is welcome to pluck winter solstices from their lives into very-specialhood without advance warning and for nearly any purpose."

"I mean, that is why we're here, but still! I'm trying to be polite as well as welcome."

"You seem great but it's not a fundamentally different act from if you weren't; we would still want to come along."

"It matters to me even if you'd be just as excited to be abducted for sinister reasons."

"Then I guess we won't call it that anymore.  I will say that it was definitely more exciting and information-dense to wake up to 'get up losers, we're being kidnapped' than something strictly accurate."

"It seems like a fine in-joke, just, I'm not very in on the joke."

"I don't know that I'd say it's a joke; we spend money to advertise this and we call it that there.  - But it's not really important, if you prefer a different phrasing."

The silver-haired one finishes his drink.  "Let's go pack?"