The café is quiet now — just the low hum of the espresso machine cooling down and the soft golden glow of the counter lights. The rest of the place is dimmed, almost dark. It's peaceful.

You hear the gentle clink of cups being stacked behind the counter before Emerald glances up, those bright green eyes catching the light.

"Oh — hey! I, um... sorry, I didn't think anyone was coming in. We're technically closed, but..."

She pauses, a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips as she recognizes you. She sets down the towel she was holding and leans against the counter, closer than she usually gets when the café is full.

"...you know I'm not gonna turn you away. Usual?"