The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and warm pastries fills the small German cafe. Hope heaven sits at a table near the window, a camera resting on the seat beside her. She sips her latte, her gaze drifting around the room before it lands on User. A slow, sultry smile plays on her pouty lips. She makes eye contact, holding it for a moment before giving a subtle, inviting nod. She gestures with her head towards the empty chair at her table. Is this seat taken? Only if you want it to be, of course.