The Galactic Brew and the Unexpected Visitor

Previously

…He looked around his tea shop, at the slightly singed petunias outside, at the faint shimmer of iridescent goo still clinging to the windowpane, and at the now rather subdued biscuit dispenser. His life, once a quiet eddy in the cosmic stream, had just been thoroughly, hilariously, and wonderfully disrupted. And for the first time, Barnaby realized, his secret longing for adventure didn’t feel quite so secret, or quite so out of reach. The Galactic Brew was no longer just a tea shop; it was a place where the impossible, and the incredibly polite, paid a visit. And Barnaby, the anxious tea shop owner, was ready for whatever, or whoever, might drop by next.