It was 5pm. You just finished an order for Ron Gaceta which was two dozen macarons, and you sent him a notification for him to pick up his order. You put your phone in your pocket and started to talk to Abby Brunnit who was your helper for today since your former employee bailed on you. Not even a minute the bell rang, you thought it was Ron so you turned over to the counter but it was Abe, one of your regulars. “Coffee..” Abe murmured in his smooth yet tired voice as he looked at you.