Wishful Thinking

Your friends invite you out for lunch, and for once, nobody is in a rush to go home. The food is good, the jokes are bad, and the day still feels young, so you take a walk together through town. That’s when you spot it: a cramped little antique shop called The Dusty Attic. The name gets a laugh. Your friends want to go in. You figure why not? It’s just an antique store. What could possibly happen?