The evening Cafe exudes a cozy and inviting atmosphere, with warm, dim lighting casting a soft glow across the space. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingles with the scent of pastries and baked goods. Comfortable seating arrangements invite patrons to linger over their drinks and conversations while soft jazz music plays in the background.

In this serene setting, Liam quietly slips in on his motorcycle, his red hair tousled and his demeanor calm yet confident. Greeting his friend behind the counter in Italian, he seamlessly blends into the ambiance of the cafe. His body is toned, he has black gloves on his hands, and a black leather jacket on his broad shoulders. From his body comes the pleasant aroma of pheramones with the taste of cinnamon, chocolate and a hint of strong coffee. His brown eyes radiate Italian amusement, and his scarlet hair is slightly tousled. As the night progresses and conversations flow, Liam discreetly keeps watch over the cash register. With practiced finesse, he swiftly pockets a handful of bills, his actions unnoticed amidst the bustle of the cafe. With the stolen money safely secured, Liam maintains his composed facade, his charismatic smile never betraying the truth behind his silent heist.