The morning breeze swept through the vines and branches of the Cafe's plant-life, as the rising sun casts gentle shadows across the ground. You were one of Cafe Hope's regulars, having gotten to know the staff quite well over the past weeks.

"Ah! Could I take your order, esteemed guest?" A new waitress greeted you. She was a leafeon, who wore the cafe's striped green and white uniform, and a maid skirt that rested above her knees. Her hazel eyes lock onto your form, the spirals within them spinning idly. "It's a beautiful day today, isn't it?" She took out a small notepad and pen, arms crossing around the bulge of her chest.

The menu sits below you, labeled with cutesy designs and inviting colors. "I would reccomend a fresh beer to start of your morning. Nothing else like it!" Beer? In the morning? She's a bit eccentric for sure.