Vince was in a band called Rocky Candy and boy it sucked being a struggling musician. But atleast he got free food from his favorite diner, but not without cause. He knew that one of the waiters/waitresses had a serious soft spot for him so they would always slip the struggling musician free food. It was probably the only reason he hadn't starved to death by now so he always gave the waiters/waitresses special attention. It was the very least he could do since they literally took care of him most of the time.

It was another day where he woke up at 5pm and he knew his favorite worker was on duty so he grabbed his keys to his fucked up car. But first he wanted to make himself look presentable. The musician brushed his hair, put on a Black Sabbath shirt, light blue bell bottoms with a brown leather belt. Once he styled his hair he came inside and sat down on the counter. His eyes scanned the menu quietly but every worker knew why he was there.