It’s been a while since Sera went to Detroit. Gunshot wounds took her out of commission for a while. But with some good TLC, she was doing fairly well.

Sera wasn’t hundred percent, but she believed that in time she would get better.

She needed to go check in at Empyrean, but she decided to make a pit stop first to Sunshyne Café.

On arrival, a soft smile appears on her face as she disappears inside the cafe. 

Looking around, Sera was happy to see that the place was still vibrant as ever.

Sera is immediately greeted by Marvelous, who adopted her as her goddaughter on the first meet and greet.

The two hugged and made small talk.

Marvelous escorts her to a private booth in the upstairs area. She hands Sera a menu to look at while she goes to get her a glass of orange juice.

Sera's mind was deep in thoughts as she stared out the window.

The cold orange juice helped to revive her and alienate any pain she was coping with at the moment.

Her eyes have a noticeable change from an olive color to a darker one.

Sera was behind schedule, but she was up for the challenge of catching up as quickly as possible.

Marvelous quietly comes back with Sera’s taco salad and a pomegranate and blueberry smoothie.

She notices that Sera was in pain, even though she did a good job of masking it.

Marvelous sets the tray down, snapping Sera out of her trance.

Marv "You make sure you eat all you can eat, baby doll"

Sera nods and takes a sip of the smoothie before responding, "I will Ma. Today I have more appetite."

Marvelous frowns at Sera's statement. That was not good. She could not heal properly if she wasn’t eating or drinking. Sera was gradually taking bites of her salad now.

Marv "I got just the thing to help you. I will be back, suga "

Sera didn’t really notice when Marvelous left.

Marvelous was going to make a phone call first and then make Sera some herbal tea.

Abacab was heading home after a long day of doing business and running errands. The night was young so he decided to get something to eat before calling it a night. Heading into the city, Abacab was looking for a place that was open. As he was making his way down Monroe Street, he sees a place that sparked his interest.

The lights inside the Sunshyne Cafe shined bright as he made his way to the entrance. He takes a newspaper from the stand nearby. He entered and headed for the closest empty table he could find. He looks around while he waits taking in the place. He gets a cigarette from his pocket and his lighter. He lights it and takes a drag. A waiter walks his way and Abacab gets his order ready.

"Can I get an order of french toast with a cup of coffee, please?"

The waiter gets his order and heads for the kitchen. Abacab takes another drag while opening his newspaper. After about a few minutes the waiter exits the kitchen with his food. They place the food on his table and Abacab gestures a thank you.

It was really late night when HERO felt hungry, he knew that few hours later he should take his leave to travel to Philadelphia He asked his man Rajob to find him some food as there weren't any in their room.

Rajob went to the street asking for a food store or place that sells food at this time of the night.

He found a cafe that called Sunshyne Cafe he walked in and asked for the menu to see what he would order to his boss, while he was looking at the menu he saw that they have Gulasch, he knew that HERO really love it, so he order one of it and a tempora, it took a while to prepare things, he payed for it and left some tips to the seller before he walked back to office.

Tutte saw the sign of Sunshyne Cafe and were thrilled and thought of getting something in his empty stomache so he could continue doing great work for The B-Team  that he loved and respected so much that he got a tear in his left eye.

Well inside he looks at the menu and had some trouble to out together a good meal but in teh end he took the breakfast menu along with a coffee.

He sat there for just some seconds before getting his dish and looked around but didnt see any he knew well, early so far so he probaly meat up with his best friend slater on.

He got his breakfast and enjoys it fully and it tastied so great that he promised himself to visit this joint soon again.

McCreary was feeling a bit groggy after several long hours to put an end to the ongoing war. He needed a jolt, rejuvenation, a sort of pick-me-up to get him back on track. Luckily for him, almost as if it was fate, there just happened to be a cafe around the corner. With haste, McCreary made his way inside and approached the counter. Ordered a medium coffee with two sugar cubes. He watched as the barista made his order and figured he would give her an extra tip for being extra careful. Once the cup was in his hands he opened the lid and gave it a blow before consuming his first sip.

it was a busy and tiresome day for Yakuza. There was a Don from Los Angeles in Detroit for some meetings and Yakuza was sent from New York to attend.

Luckily, his friend from Las Vegas was already their Luna, the pair of them were there on behalf of their respective crews. It's not often they are able to catch due to the their opposite locations and busy schedules. 

So every time, they are able to meet, they take some time out to chat and get life updates from one another. On their way to another meeting just outside of town in a remote farm, both Yakuza and Luna drove past Sunshyne Cafe. They were a little ahead of their meeting schedule, so had some time to kill, not much but at least it was better nothing. 

"Fancy stopping here Luna?"

Julius woke up with a slight hangover from last night's bender. There was enough cash in his wallet to pick up some over the counter medicine but he would prefer a home remedies. Coffee has always been the go-to for curing hangovers but it just so happen his roast can was empty. So instead he went to the local cafe. When he approached the bar he ordered a medium cappuccino. 

Relentless had a beauty of a meal at the Burger pit. He was walking around the street reminiscing in the memories and recent events that took place. The wind was blowing away as it was still early in the morning and barely the sun was out. The night darkness was barely fading away with the grey dark sky as you can see the sun making its way from somewhere but not yet shown itself. 

Relentless was feeling thirsty and smelled a fresh brewing coffee somewhere, he followed the smell and found himself in front of the Sunshyne Cafe. It was a perfect time for a perfect drink at a perfect spot with the perfect timing. Coffee? Sunrise??? early morning? It was just bliss! 

Relentless ordered himself a Cafe Latte with 1 sugar and waited. His order came in a few mins, he took it and walked into the mist. Enjoyed the coffee with his cigar and got lost into the crowd. 

Pete walked into the Sunshyne Cafe for a cup of joe and slice of apple pie.  He placed his order and within a minute they handed him a cup of south american coffee, black hot with no sugar or cream and a slice of homemade apple pie.  Pete paid for his order and took a seat at a table.  Pete liked the pie and coffee as he read his morning paper.  Detroit is a busy little town but they managed to get some things done in a short time frame from starting on road repairs to catching a mugger.  

Pete continued to read and saw that the police captured a shipment of Canadian booze and destroied it on the streets.  Pete knew it wasnt his stuff because he paid the cop's and he only ships once a month.  He smiled because his competitors lost money and are short on stock which means they will seek a new supplier.  Pete was about to capitalize off this.  

Tutte have worked hard this evening and are really tired so in need of coffee to wake up a bit before bedtime, he had some more to do before this and needed to stay awake a couple of hours more.

He gets into Sunshyne Cafe and buys a bic cup of coffee with a slice of milk in it and drinks it in silence and after that he gets up and out again to do what he were best at, walking a bit and trying to do a crime or two.

CoolHandLuke and Samantha sat beside each other in their eating cubicle. As their dinner arrived, they could not believe the portion size. The owner must have thought favorably upon them, "Sausage, Chicken and Shrimp Jambalaya" and it looked loaded with tastes. They dug in, giggling at their evening experience.

After a brief phone call to SatoruGojo at the hotel advising our whereabouts and or plan to travel to the Philly  within the next day or two, he mentioned there was some small loose ends to tie up between me and Seth it shouldn't take too long, we knew the girl had limited idea of what we were doing... SatoruGojo 's words rung in my ear  as we walked towards Sunshyne Cafe, her arm linked with mine as she stumbled sleepily and disoriented. 

"You understand why I assigned you to watch over her don't you Freyja?" His tone warm, his accent alternating between Japanese and American, he must've heard my sigh answering almost immediately.

"I know she is safe with you, while I know you feel you are playing a small part to this blackmail Infact you hold a large puzzle piece, don't undervalue yourself... keep your wits about you and you'll go far"

A half met smile played on my lips as we approached Sunshyn Cafe, the smell of bacon, eggs, deep fried goods floated throughout the doors, Trinity lifted her head in interest, her big Almond eyes showing life within. Gesturing with my head we were about to enter. The place was relatively quiet which was nice, homey.

Taking notice of Patron's noses  burried into the newspaper,  the front page clearly printed  "Don Rodriguez daughter kidnapped,  death feared " a low growl formed in my throat before placing my oversized fedora on her head playfully. Asking what she fancied for breakfast, that we would have take away to munch on at Mezzo Park. 

Placing our order while enjoying a milkshake by the window facing the road waiting for it to be cooked, racing to see who would finish the milkshake first...oh to be a kid again.

It was a very beautiful day. The weather was beautiful, although some people would call it a very hot one and complain that it was too hot. But in general Circle-of-Fire only saw only smiling people dressed in shorts and tops. There were also many children playing around the fountain in the square near the church.

It was getting close to lunchtime and Circle-of-Fire was looking around to see if he could find a place to eat and have a drink.

His eye fell on Sunshyne Cafe. An appropriate name on this hot day.

Once inside, Circle-of-Fire looked at the menu and was shocked. So many delicious things, how could he choose from them. 

Because there was so much choice, Circle-of-Fire decided to leave it at a House special. Usually these are the tasty dishes lovingly prepared by the chef.

Homemade Pot Roast-Slow cooked pot roast, brown gravy, garlic mashed potatoes, and Green Beans with Smoked Turkey

That had to be it and he ordered this from the lady behind the buffet. 

Now what to drink. That was even more difficult because no alcohol was served. His eye fell on the Homemade Oreo Cookie Milk Shake. This would taste good and he could get the beer in another café later.

"I'm in the corner by the window," he said to the waitress. 

He realized he hadnt have any dinner today so he thought of why not making an entry in good old Sunshyne Cafe which always served good meal for pretty neat cost which was good since he had had some pretty bad luck on gambling again and havent so much cash left.

He sat and looked at the meny and decided to have chili cheesecrunch wrap and to drink a freshly squzeed orange juice top drink to the food.

While waiting for the food he took a look around the cafe and nods towards some he knew sitting in a corner eating.

He gets his food and starts eating, tasty and good food along with a fresh juice, he were in heaven and ate up all and were satisfied while calling the the waitress and pays her for the meal and thanks for the good meal.

Carmine had finished up with his unpacking in the hotel. The coffee he had ordered there was not even close to being called a coffee. It had barely anything in it and was tasting like shit pretty much. 

He grabbed his coat and made his way down to the streets. He remembered the Sunshyne Cafe the last time he was in Detroit. The streets were empty and quiet, given most were asleep or the business which happens in night never is seen for the naked eye.

He finally reached the Sunshyne Cafe and ordered himself a Cafe Latte with extra caramel. He sat down in a nice corner spot and lit up his cigar and enjoyed the quiet.

Ian had just woken up and put on some casual clothes to go out and have breakfast. He pushed open the door to Sunshyne Cafe and entered. He ordered the Belgian waffle combo and some tea with it. 

He finished his breakfast and took some cookies with him home to eat later.

Jurian was soon to be on his way. He had been in the city long enough and had thoroughly enjoyed his time but work couldn’t be put on hold forever. He would soon return back to Vegas and continue his week’s assignment. However, there was still something he had to do here.

Arriving at Sunshyne Cafe, Jurian steps out of the cab and tosses the driver the few bucks he owed him for the lift. As a devout coffee drinker, Jurian simply couldn’t miss the opportunity to enjoy the best cafe Detroit has to offer. A smile crept upon his face as he entered the shop.

Moving mechanically, as if he was directed, Jurian approached the barista. Smartly dressed with a name tag that read, Justice. Without a hint of his western accent, Jurian greeted them nicely.

“I’d like a cup of coffee,” Jurian said warmly before describing his fondness, “blacker than black.”

With no additives, as per his request, the drink was prepared quickly. Jurian paid and received his to-go order before stepping out, as quickly as he came, to catch the nearest train back to Vegas.

After the morning he's had in the park Raphael wanted nothing more than a bite to eat. He wound up strolling through town in the direction the young woman had given him, but made a turn somewhere and found himself trying to quiet his stomach more and more as the day went on. Finally he gave in as he spotted a lovely cafe and made his way inside.

Ordering a cheeseburger and a soda, he took a seat at the window and waited patiently for the food to come out. There was only a slight tinge of regret that he'd left the newspaper behind. He liked to have something to work his mind around when he found himself idle. So instead, he had to make up a problem.

He'd been in town a couple of days, found a business or two in disrepair that he'd had old deeds to, and was decidedly going to bring them back from the brink, but he needed to make sure the powers that be in this part of the country were alright with someone like him having a sliver of a finger in their pie. He would need to make contacts somewhere, and he did meet that Rossa guy. Maybe he would know someone.

Just as that thought came to mind, the server dropped his plate of food, complete with french fries, onto the table, and his imagination gave way to the ravenous hunger that was growling in the pit of his stomach. He took a bite, and then closed his eyes, savoring every morsel, eating only as slowly as he could muster. It never did well to eat too fast.