InsaneJournal

Being on the VIP list for Looking-Glass Teas means, apparently, that since the place is still here despite the owner having disappeared I'm still the VIP and someone has to run it. Is that someone me, you ask?

No, it's not.

I'm giving that part to my assistant Wanda. Though I'm certain she'd take input from the masses about the best whimsical tea parties and blends anyone's heart can conjure. Maybe we should team up with the yogurt place that also invokes emotion, even if all these food feelings are really starting to make me itchy.

Any would-be tea sommeliers inquire with her. I'm also not doing the hiring.