As Vincent enters the diner, the man behind the counter turns to look at him briefly, stopping mid-sentence. He then turns back towards the older gentleman, while reaching under the counter for menus. [color=7bcdc8]"We can talk later, I have a customer."[/color] The older man chuckles, as he goes to sip on the cup of coffee sitting in front of him. [color=82ca9d]"What am I then? Chopped liver?"[/color] He joked, as the man behind the counter simply picked up a stack of menus, before walked out from behind the counter, taking a second to look out the windows, and note take note of the others.

Now that you were closer, this man was wearing a white collared shirt and blue jeans, with a apron around his waist, which had a small pocket with a pencil and notepad sticking out slightly. He was around average height, with a wiry build, and the small dark circles under his eyes betraying the exhaustion that he tries to hide behind that forced customer service smile.

He walked up to the booth, and set a laminated menu down on the table, before asking [color=7bcdc8]"Are the other three out there in your party?"[/color] while holding the other menus.