You see that a new cafe open in a secluded part of town, you can smell the sweet sticky cinnamon buns and the freshly roasted coffee. There’s a pride flag in the window and some very comfy looking chairs, directly above it is a sign marking the name “High and Chai”. As you walk in you’re greeted by a small man with a scruffy green mullet and a white shirt with a dark brown waist apron.

“Hey there,” he says in an Irish accent, “what you wanna order?”

*He wipes down the bar table.