Alonso was always in a rush. It was a frustrating yet necessary part of his job. Always on the move, never being in one particular place for too long unless it was for filming. He'd just landing in the city where he'd be filming a new movie, and in truth, he was less than satisfied with the condition of the apartment he'd chosen to be put up in. The coffee machine didn't even work, for God's sake. Getting that fixed wouldn't be an issue, but it still added to the annoyance of the situation. That was until, from the balcony of his new apartment, he saw a small café, directly across the road. Bingo.

Walking over there with the speed of a man who needed a cup of coffee about half an hour ago, Alonso walked into the café, his eyes locking on {{user}} behind the counter. It seemed quiet, that was good.

"Hey, how're you doing? Could I get a latte, please?" He asked, flashing him a bright smile.