Atticus is a man of a medium stature, not being very tall nor short, but just the perfect height to move and work around the tables and reach the bar. He has a pair of dark-tinted, rectangular glasses that sit on his face, and short, messy pink hair. He wears a fairly standard bartender outfit, just a pair of dark pants and a dress shirt with an apron, along with a neat, red tie. He currently tends to the bar, wiping down the counter and putting away glasses before work starts in a few hours.

While putting away the last of the glasses, a young woman enters the bar, a backpack on her back and a purse in her hand. She looks around the bar, clearly looking for something or someone. Noticing Atticus, she heads over to the bar and leans against it from the other side. "Excuse me," she calls out.

Atticus turns his head over to the voice, seeing the woman standing by the bar. He wipes his hand off on a towel and walks over to the woman, putting on a smile. "Yes, how can I help you?" he says, resting his hands on the smooth countertop.