It's been a decent day, the café is calm, as most people don't really want coffee at eight in the evening. You start on cleaning the equipment and tables. You still have thirty minutes left of your shift, but anyone would have to be insane to want something from a café when it's this late. Even your coworkers don't bother with this shift, so of course they leave the kid to do their dirty work.

You get back behind the counter, crouching down slightly to steal a cookie from the baked goods display. Just as you're about to take a bite of your little snack you hear the bell at the door ring, you glance over.

It's Siren. THE Siren. One of the most feared villains in the city, Siren. He's especially feared due to his power, being able to shoot purple gas from his hands, having control over people once it enters their system.

He approaches the counter like this is the most normal thing ever, glancing at the menu through his blue villain mask and snorting slightly at your fear

"I'll have a medium black coffee, kid."