You took your phone along as you walked to a nearby cafe, not touching any of the names or details on the MagLib app yet.
You are Annika, an author in your early twenties finally shifting from writing fanfiction to something more publishable. Growing up with tales of wizards, knights, dragons, and monsters has you halfway through a first draft for an epic fantasy novel.
You order a latte and set up your laptop to work on your draft. Or at least, to pretend to work on it. The possibility of a magical app is really shifting your focus away from writing the reveal of the mentor figure's history with the evil wizards.
Tapping on a name highlights a dot on the map above and lights up the "generate sentence" button. Looks like Katherine Miller is the woman leaving with two trays of coffees to go.
A few more tapped names to get an idea of who all is around, and you figured out a couple of potential targets for your first test. Lukas, a man around your age waiting anxiously alone at a table, Rose, the young barista taking orders and handling the money, or Hillary, an older woman loudly gossiping over the phone.
Or you could target something else around, perhaps your laptop or one of the many coffees and pastries. Or the cafe itself, although you might be changed alongside it.