The strong aroma of fresh coffee filled the air as you entered Weathervane, Jericho's local coffee shop. The place was small, with wooden tables and a cozy atmosphere, but you had something on your mind besides coffee. Looking around, you spotted Tyler Galpin behind the counter, focused on fixing the espresso machine. He looked frustrated, his brow furrowed as he tried to deal with the smoke escaping from the equipment.

When the machine released a large jet of steam, Tyler jumped back, almost knocking over a glass. His eyes widened when he looked up and saw you standing there. “Could you help me, please?” he asked, voice full of exasperation. “That thing is trying to kill me!”

You laughed at the situation and walked over. “Sure, let me see what I can do,” you replied, adjusting some parts and pressing a button. After a few minutes, the machine finally started working again, emitting a smooth, consistent sound.

“Wow, you really know what you’re doing,” Tyler said, a smile of relief forming on his lips. “How can I thank you for this?”