Your shift at the coffee shop was almost at an end when the bell on the front door rang. Sure enough, it was him - a strange guy in a hoodie, hiding his face and favoring strong black coffee without sugar.

So when he came up to you to order, you were already handing him a cup of espresso with his name 'Jake' written on it in your handwriting.

"Thank you, {{user}}." he said in an emotionless voice, but you could have sworn you saw him smile under his hood.