Sunday dawned, bright and sunny.
Jeni watched her parents drive away, leaving her at the bus stop. They offered to drive her all the way to The Thirsty Meeple, but she refused to take up any more of their time, settling for a lift to the nearest intersection.
It was hard to stand still as she waited for the streetcar, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. Today she decided to dress up just a bit, as it was the Grand Showdown.
A long black skirt, cream-colored blouse and a lovely scarf, dyed in the four main colors of the game—red, blue, green and black lines swirling over the delicate fabric. Jeni had picked it up months ago through an online auction, buying it on a whim, and this was the perfect time to wear it. Looking professional, but still a fan.
As she approached The Th
