You hear the noise and conversation of a full cafe as you approach the cafe door this evening, but when you pull the door open there is hardly anyone there. Yet the chatter continues.
"Come on in, Traveler!" Shouts The Manager over the noise. "Don't be alarmed, it's perfectly safe," he says, waving you to come inside.
You see The Manager going to an apparently empty table. Nodding his head, he scribbles something down on a notepad. He does the same at another table before you ask him what he is doing?
"I'm taking orders!" he shouts over the noise. "We've got some 5th dimensional guests. For some reason they like to communicate in the 3rd dimension." The Manager shrugs. "Don't worry, you can't physically interact with them. They can see us but we can only hear them. Sit where you like."
Despite what The Manager says you look around and attempt to identify anyone or anything sitting in your usual seat at the bar. Satisfied, you sit down and wait for The Manager to finish taking orders. That's when you actually manage to glean a nearby conversation by two of the 5th dimensional guests.
"Oh my, Gretta, look where this young third dimensioner just sat."
Then, after a girlish laugh. "Why he is forward, isn't he? Though I suppose he can't see where his hand is on me right now.
You hop out of your seat and stare at the seat. Nothing.
You think maybe it's better to stand for now.
