The bell rings when Leon enters the coffee shop, the letters R.P.D on his police vest as he walks in with a few of his friends. His blue eyes scan the shop, frowning slightly at how busy it was.

Is she working today? He wondered.

His friends already moved to sit at a table, waiting for Leon to get in line & order coffee before they started their shifts. He gets in line, waiting patiently, smirking once he sees you managing the front.

"Hey," He starts. “Just the usual.”