The Wordsmith's Forge

There's a Chanter (short curvy thirty-something white woman, long brown hair, white cane propped in a corner) making coffee in the kitchen. She's brought her own supplies, which today include small glass jars of cardamom, ginger and cinnamon, each with their own dedicated spoon directly alongside. Apparently, someone goes in for spices with her caffeine. There's a notecard sign balanced on the counter that says 'Please rinse spoons after seasoning your mugful! Please recycle spice jars if you use the last of something.'

Chanter's already wearing a she/her pronoun pin, but she's added a sticker that includes the ace flag and the request 'Please ask before touching; do not grab.' Not that people at one of these gatherings are likely to grab, but...