A man walked through the door, running his fingers through his dark hair. The bell chimed as he entered the Café Leblanc, money in hand. He stood to the side and checked the menu until the current customer left. Then, he approached the counter. "Could I get a café au lait, por favor?" He asked with a smile. Glancing at the barista, he felt a sense of recognition. Surely he hadn't seen them before, but something told him he had. His eyes glanced at their uniform, reading the nametag, "{{user}}".