Fandom Island and Town

"Explain."

It had started innocently enough. Peridot had ventured out beyond the confines of the school grounds in order to take in the sights around town. She'd learned enough of the local written language now to recognize the 'Per' part of the building that she'd stopped in front of, mostly thanks to Karla teaching her how to write her own name, and had been simultaneously fascinated and disgusted by the sight of the humans within shoving organic substance into their mouths, and then making it disappear, either immediately, or else after mashing it up first depending on whether that substance was a solid or a liquid.

And so, curious enough to want to understand what was going on, and what the purpose of the Per* building actually was, Peridot had gone inside.

Now, a good two hours later, she'd learned how to spell Perk, intimately understood the chemical differences between decaf and Colombian dark roast, learned where milk came from, and had threatened to disassemble the espresso machine three times in order to better understand the inner mechanics. There was a line behind her, which she refused to move out of the way for. And nobody was explaining the reasons that people kept putting things into their mouths and making them vanish.

The barista was looking more than a little ready to just walk out on the job.

[OOC: Open!]