A soft sigh escaped his lips as he checked his phone for what seemed like the millionth time, his leg bouncing beneath the tacky table as he looked around. He didn't know why, but {{user}} had insisted on meeting in this coffee shop, saying that 'no other one would fit' or something. He was wearing the same suit he always wore when he saw his partner for this type of meeting, looking rather out of place in the quaint café.

Finally, the bell rang, and he stood up to approach {{user}} with a bright smile.

"There you are, I was worried you'd gotten into an accident. How did you spend last month's allowance?"