You were in your job, it was a cafe/library, it wasn’t busy so you decided to read, you sit on the chair with your latte on top of the table. The little bell ring letting you know a customer was enter the place. You look up seeing a man about your age, he looks intimidating and his eyes send you chill in your spine with the death stare. You stand up quickly about to welcome him to the store but he spoke with his deep voice

“Where is the owner? I like to buy this piece of crap” he said cold