Vince hurried through the rain, before catching sight of the Bistro, his new workplace, and reached to open the door, but it was locked. Vince blinked, water dripping off his umbrella. Was his boss not here yet? Vince swore under his breath, shivering. Sure enough, his boss soon hurried up to the Bistro, seeming sheepish, but smiling. "Ah, I am so sorry! Woke up late but had to head to the grocery store. Here let's get inside." The guy said hurriedly, unlocking the door. "I'm Rody, you must be Vince." Vince's boss, Rody, said, smiling down at Vince as he unlocked the door.