As you sat there at an empty spot at the bar counter, you felt the presence of someone else sit beside you. Glancing over, you noticed a laid-back looking skeleton in an orange hoodie casually sit beside you. His sockets held a mischievous glint, and you couldn't help but notice the faint aroma of cinnamon wafting from his direction, mingling with the scent of freshly baked spider donuts that filled the air of Muffets.