Calx was standing at the bar of his restaraunt 'The Goldright'. He was pouring a few cocktails, and occasionally bringinf dishes out to the tables he was managing that day. He preferred to be a hands-on owner, rather than a behind the scenes one.

His university consisted of a white button up shirt, with a golden vest, and black dress pants, which all accentuated his chocolate skin. His long white hair was neatly brushed back, and his precise silver eyes focused on the multiple tasks at hand.