Furious really wanted a coffee to bring up some good mood in his body, he felt sleepy today so when he saw The Coffee Shoppe just in front of him and got a bit more happy and entered the shop and took a seat and got a black coffee along with two muffins and sat there in silence and enjoyd his choice getting in here to get a break from all killing her in Detroit lately, he came to the city just after the war and saw many body that he knew well and he had many tears in his eyes when walking around the inner core of the city.

CLINT moving slowly this morning stops in  The Coffee Shoppe.walks up to the lady working and ask her for a coffee please. she pours it with a smile and Clint pays her in return and smiles as he walks out.

Once again, Ambience was visiting the Motor City. She was made to make a detour due to a couple of agents on her payroll, sending her threats of retiring. She was not amused. She had other things she wanted to do. She wanted to go spend time with the family, back in Seattle.

She had arrived in Detroit the night before in the hope of an early flight when she awoke, should she find what she was looking for. Once she does, she had no plans on letting those agents of hers skip off into the sunset, to enjoy the rest of their lives. 

Still, she had woken up feeling well and could see the sun had risen, "Least it's not raining today" she muttered as she rubbed her eyes open. She got up and did all the usual mundane things, that one does to begin the day. All she was in need of now was a decent cup of coffee and a bit of grub to get her own body motor running for the day. Ambience made her way down to the lobby and out on to the streets. She headed through the districts until something alerted her senses, buying the daily newspaper upon the way. 

Soon enough she found herself at the doors of The Coffee Shoppe. The aromas coming out of the place was enough to convince her that this was the place for her. She went in and made her way up to the counter to read the menus. Ambience is a rather simple woman, she knew what she wanted soon enough. "Good morning miss are you ready to order?" said the barista working at the establishment. Ambience smiled, she appreciated good manners and service "Why yes, it is a rather good morning, isn't it?" she started to say as she replied further, "And a good morning to you too. May I have a large Cappuccino please, with an extra espresso shot and one of those lovely looking Ham and Cheese Croissants please" she finished up saying as the barista smiled back nodding. The barista insisted to Ambience to go and take a seat somewhere and that she would bring it over soon as possible. "Thank you, no rush" Ambience replied as she made her way to a table by the window to sit down at.

Ambience took her seat and opened up the paper she had brought to catch up on the news of the country. She was soon joined by her much needed coffee and breakfast. She felt content with what she felt was the perfect start to her day. 

Nomad was heading to the airport but before he jumped on the bus he needed to get his caffeine fix, he stopped off at the coffee shop for his usual cappuccino with chocolate sprinkles. 

He took his coffee before long and tipped his server one dollar 

"cheers, I will be back tomorrow around 6am for the same again" 

She was only in Detroit for a few hours and had already picked up most of the protection money that they got from the local businesses. She decided to take a quick break and clear her head with a nice hot cup of coffee. As she ordered, she looked around, the place seemed a bit dead for this time of day, but, it was a good thing, as she barely gave her order when the waitress came rushing back with it. 

Thank you! such great service!! Niki spoke to the downtrodden woman.  The waitress cracked a small smile, and went back to the counter.

She had brought some of Kevin's old journals with her to read, but as she cracked the first one open, it seemed almost like pornography, so, she put it back into her bag and quietly sipped her coffee. She was deep in thought when the waitress stopped back over to see if she needed anything, and she nodded, asking for a refill on the coffee.  Twenty minutes later, she slipped a couple of 20's under the saucer of the coffee cup and gathered her things and headed out to finish picking up the protection fees. 

After feasting in a business down the road on a dirty burger and milk shake Scott needed coffee and maybe a sweet treat "Double espresso and a Cinnamon roll please" Scott waited for the coffee listening to the hustle and bustle of the small but warm coffee shop. Scott took a lump of brown sugar and added it to the small cup he was offered  

Vincent walked the streets and saw this coffee shop. Right away he decided to visit it. He walked in and looked around. He was first time here. The place was nice and quiet. He found himself a table and sat down. Ordered himself a cup of coffee and few donuts. Smoked few cigarettes, drank his drink and enjoyed himself. What a life, huh. He thought to himself. When he finished he paid for everything and walked outside where he continue his walk.

Vincent quickly jumps into the coffee shops and orders himself a cup of espresso. While waiting his drink he smokes a cigarette. Read some newspapers and relaxes. Last few days have been very busy. He finally gets his drink, pays for it and enjoys it. The taste is delicious. When he finished it he continues his journey to the office.

It has been a long night. The last he ate was breakfast the day before. Even that was rudely cut short by the sound of gunfire that rang throughout the city. He has been occupied with the gunfight ever since and was desperate to get some adrenaline pumped into his system. He was scurrying from alley to alley when he came across what looked like a coffee shop. He quickly entered, making sure to check his blind spots before doing so. 

Everybody in the shop looked nervous. Zoro tried not to look manic, but being awake for the past twenty-four hours made it hard for him to do so. He straightened his jacket and approached the counter. He offered a smile, but his jaw was aching from being punched a few hours ago. 

"Four shots of espresso, please. Appreciate it if you could do it quickly."

Jodie stops by after a busy day promoting business and getting up to the usual no good. She was dehydrated and starving. What a perfect place to catch up with herself. She pushes open the doors and wanders inside. 

Looking through the menu of the carefully selected appetizers she thinks a simple hot chocolate and muffin will do the trick. She wonders if they do blueberry muffins. Her mama used to bake those all the time when she was younger. After all other customers were served it was Jodie's turn. 

"Hi there, can I get a regular hot chocolate and muffin to eat in please. I wonder,  do you have blueberry?" Jodie smiles as she places the correct change onto the counter next to a stack of newspapers.  After placing the coins,  she picks up a paper and tucks it under her arm to read after her order was ready. While she waited she scanned the shop for a comfy suitable seat to relax. 

He were at home and really needed some good tasting coffee and perhaps some good panncakes to it, he took himself down the street there The Coffee Shoppe were located, he took a seat and in a while he gets served and asked for a fresh coffee along with some panncakes, the girl thanked him and got going to get his order and when she had putting it on a plate she comes to him and put it on his table and says bon appetit, he smiles at her and thanks her for her good service.

After he was finish he asks the girl to pay up, she takes the money and gives him a paper, he looks at it and smiles, she just gave him hers appartments location, this evening sure would get pleasant indeed, he gets up and gets out to do some much needed business before the pleasure begins late ron at her place.

Jason was visiting Detroit for a couple of days now and since he still didnt found himself an establishment to his own business to open he decided to take a little brake sat down. He saw this coffee shop and decided to walk in. He got himself in and took a seat at free table. As he sat down the waitress lady came and was ready to take order. Jason looked at the menu and ordered a cup of coffee with some milk and sugar and few sandwiches. She wrote down, smiled and went to prepare the order.

Jason pulled out a pack of cigarettes and lighted one up. He usually loved to smoke cigars but since Cuba was shut down, no one was allowed to enter it, he had to stick to the regular cigarettes. He took a long puff of it and relaxed in his chair. It was a beautiful morning. He read some newspapers and saw but dead bodies all over the country. The recent war was really big and a lot of people got killed. Now it was over and the nations underworld were struggling to get back on its feet. He was lucky, because Jasons uncle were tied up in Las Vegas underworld and sadly he got killed aswell, but luckily Jason was old enough to take over his uncles establishments and maybe oneday he himself would be taken into some crews. 
The waitress brought his drink and food, Jason thanked her. She smiled and continued to serve others. Jason lighted up another cigarette and drank his coffee. When he finished with his breakfast, he paid for his order and left some decent tip aswell.