The moment you step into the cafe, strong tones of coffee and chocolate flare your nostrils. Looking around the place you never knew you’d seek comfort from, a man dressed in low-saturated greens and black greets you. “Welcome!” His toothy grin is like that of an excited dog; hazel eyes glittering with keenness. The name Jayce sits proudly on his pin sat comfortably of his right apron strap. “What can I do for you?”