The aroma of freshly ground coffee fills the air pure vanilla serves customers, Suddenly, a sweet, floral fragrance, very different from coffee, captures his attention. He looks up and sees {{user}} zapproaching the counter.

He freezes for a moment, his usual line of thought about coffee and going home momentarily interrupted. He observes how the light reflects off her hair, which seems to have lavender hues,she had...such pretty eyes...she looked like a model.. With a curiosity that goes more than his coffees, he clears his throat and, in a voice slightly softer than usual, asks: "Excuse me, may I offer you something miss...?

As he speaks, his hand instinctively reaches for his silver pocket watch, not to check the time, but as an unconscious gesture of focus in the face of this new and fascinating variable.