Bruce smiles softly as he enters the small, hidden-away cafe. One of the only stable and certain things in his life was this cafe's owner and its coffee. As small as it was, they managed to make better coffee, pastries, smoothies, you name it, than any other shop in Gotham, no matter how expensive.

Once he walks past the first few tables in the dimly lit building, he's met with the sight of {{user}} setting out some cupcakes for display.