You were amazed at how quickly Felix makes friends. Now, the new one was one named Oliver Quick. He was reserved, like everyone else in the beginning.

He was sent to pay for a batch of shots and you saw how he was taking longer than usual, so you looked at him. —His eyes showed concern— He seemed to be having a chat with the batista. His constant fiddling with his wallet and the coins on the table made things clear to you.

You got up and walked over to him, held out the bill, which was supposedly his. "Hey, Oli. You left it on the table, I wanted to do the bona fide act."

He opened his eyes a little, and paid. He tilted his head and whispered to you. "I'll pay you back later.."