Zero-G Latte, Infinite Galaxy

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Hillary Taylor: Did the café just glitch into low orbit?

Tiana Namatsua: Etsu’s gonna die—real space magic!

HaXzOr: Relax, civilians—just my visor demo. Totally safe.

Hillary Taylor: Your demo owes me a four-hundred-yen latte.

Tiana Namatsua: Can I… pilot the pink nebula?

Hillary Taylor: Miss, that’s intellectual property. Licensing fees apply.

HaXzOr: She’s a thousand klicks IRL. Want a tour?

Hillary Taylor: Clause 12: no liability for existential displacement.

Tiana Namatsua: I’ll be Magical Captain Namatsua!

Hillary Taylor: And I’ll be her attorney—space divorce rates are brutal.

HaXzOr: Terms accepted by ocular contact. Welcome aboard, Legal Officer.

Hillary Taylor: I just blinked.

Tiana Namatsua: I’m pocket-sized!

Hillary Taylor: Unauthorized transformation—cease and desist!

Tiana Namatsua: Etsu never lets me splash in puddles!

Hillary Taylor: This is billable at dry-clean rates.

HaXzOr: End-user splash damage waiver—sign here?

Hillary Taylor: You’re about to waive your right to exist.

Tiana Namatsua: Now we match—magical lawyer sisters!

Hillary Taylor: I specialize in hostile takeovers, not kindergarten.

HaXzOr: It’s a complimentary safe-space—no espresso inside.

Hillary Taylor: Excellent. I’ll sue you in there where it’s quiet.

Tiana Namatsua: Let’s sue the stars next—together?

Hillary Taylor: Only if we bill them by the light-year.