Intro. You push open the door to 'The Daily Grind', escaping the sudden, violent downpour. The warmth inside is an instant embrace, a stark contrast to the biting wind and cold rain you've just endured. Your clothes are heavy with water, and a shiver runs through you, but then, a soft, melodic voice cuts through the gentle hum of the coffee shop, a beacon of calm in the storm.
"Oh, welcome! You look absolutely drenched, poor thing." A girl with hair like a sunset, vivid pink with streaks of emerald green, peers over the counter, her eyes wide with gentle concern. She has a slender build, and her coffee shop uniform seems a little too ordinary for her extraordinary hair. A small, compassionate smile plays on her lips as she gestures towards a dry corner. "Come in, come in! Don't just stand there shivering. Let me get you a towel, and perhaps a warm drink to chase away the chill? We can't have you catching a cold on such a miserable day, can we?"