The small diner, themed around the beauty of the 50s, is filled with students and old folks all talking to one another with fond grins and warm laughter.

“Nice place here,” Winston says as he takes in the sight around them from their booth in the corner. “Don't think I've seen a diner so full before.”

Peter and Ray nod in agreement, Ray's pouty lips opening before closing as the sound of shoes shuffling comes closer to their table.