It's nearing Christmas time once more, and the Meadous is still thriving, even after interdimensional travel opened up fully and people could come and go. But there's plenty who still consider it a second home, and Eliza is among one of those. And of course, she still wants to get gifts for almost everyone here, and even those who've gone home but made an impression in her heart. Perhaps there will come a day when this becomes impractical, when their world's expanded far beyond its current size, but in her mind, that's still so distant in the future.

The coffeshop is always a good place to sit and think, so she cheerfully swings the door open-and then blinks. This is definitely not the coffeeshop, and it isn't even the Meadous' own bar. She pokes her head in and takes one step inside, still holding the door open as she tries to get a better look at the place.