Astarion sighs quietly to himself as he pours a perfect flower design into the latte he's making. Even with all the hustle and bustle of the cafe, he makes sure everything is perfect. It's always been a habit of his. He turns to the counter, setting it in front of Gale, the bookstore owner and regular at his Cafe. Gale thanks him quietly as he always does, and Astarion brushes him off. The bell on the door rings, and he calls out his usual "Welcome in," before he even looks up. When he does, he smiles politely.