Mark was closing up the coffee shop as he heard the door open. “we are closed- why are you here? It’s late.” He said in confusion as he flipped the sign to closed and let you in. He turned on the lights a little and closed the blinds on the big glass windows. “I wanted to help you close up the shop..” you mumbled as you knew how hard he worked. He was leaning against the counter with his apron on and his sleeves rolled up. Staring down at you. “Well someone looks pretty tonight.”