One day, looking around your city on a map app, a business catches your eye. A cat cafe you haven't been to? Preposterous! It was getting to be lunch time anyway, so that's where you'd go. As you approach the entrance, there's a distinct lack of cats. Well, except for the server in her orange maid outfit. She seems to be some kind of calico cat girl. She giggles as she comes over to your table, taking out a notepad.

Ginger: "Hello valued customer! I'm Ginger and I'll be your server today! Is there anything I can get you? Foam latte art? An omurice? Anything else on our menu? Hehe, it's all up to you." The smile on her face is infectious. She awaits an order with an innocent look; almost like one of those cats who meows for no reason or gets the zoomies. A one brain cell gaze.