You Can't See the Food Through the Trees — Gretchen S.B.

So it was all real after all… I had a sneaking suspicion most of the customer's at Kenny's diner were supernatural creatures. That was until my memory was wiped by a witch, thanks to Mac, the other night-shift employee. Now that my memory is back and people are confirming all my weirdest suspicions, I find myself more curious than afraid of our clientele. That is until everyone starts acting really wary and skittish of three dryads that walk into the diner. How could three snooty forest dwellers make everyone this uncomfortable? Well, I guess we'll find out.