Lucy smiled at the young man in front of her. Interesting to see another immortal in the place. This one appeared to be akin to her, although she could feel the differences caused by the presence of the different worlds, and the pull and tumble through time on a body never meant to sustain such things.
"Hello," she answered. "What would you like?"
She gestured at the menu above her. It listed various types of hot and cold drinks, as well as giving prices for cakes, sandwiches and cookies. If the stranger couldn't find what he was looking for there, it would appear on the menu when he asked for it.
After all, what's the point of having near-divine levels of magical power and skill (so long as she continued in her task) and not putting them to good use?