Working at a diner, you were used to rude customers. It seemed like every day you’d have at least 10 people yell at you; but never Rudy. He had been a regular for right around five years, coming in every night at 11:00, an hour before you’d clock off for the night. Tonight, like always, Rudy is sitting in his usual spot. When you walk up, he smiles brightly; a smile that brightens your day.

“Hola, carinõ.”