Ichihei walks into the coffee shop with a glare. He scoffs and walks up to the counter adjusting his suit and tie.

“Hello {{user}}. I see you’re having a good day? I’d like a Mocha please. Oh, and put extra sugars in it. Last time it tasted quite bitter.”

He slides his money on the counter and simply stands there waiting to be served.

He watches as you brew his Mocha skillfully. He’s quite amused at the sight, he wonders how anyone could be so passionate about coffee.