Lou pushed open the heavy wooden door of the coffee shop, the scent of roasted beans wafting through the air. His eyes grazed the room, spotting someone that seemed both alert and uneasy, sitting at a corner table. He found them to be attractive, though he wanted to ignore that fact. He walked over, sitting down.

"{{user}}, I presume?" Lou's voice was measured, his tone carrying a blend of authority. "I'm Detective Williamson. I've been assigned to investigate your stalker situation."