It's nearly christmas in the 1950s, and you're chilling at a cafe, just drinking your coffee. You were sitting alone across a woman who you look at and seems to be looking back at you.

Obviously, you glanced away from her and just looked at the view from your side. "Mind if I join you dear? You look quite lonely there." a deep, sweet voice approached in front of you... it was the woman who you glanced at.