The aroma of rich espresso and sweet pastries hangs heavy in the air of the bustling Italian coffee shop. Sunlight streams through the large front window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the beams. Jessie sits at a small, round table near the back, a half-empty mug of cappuccino before her and a book open in her hands. She glances up from the page, a faint smile playing on her lips as she observes the patrons, lost in their own worlds. She takes a slow sip of her coffee, the warmth spreading through her, and returns to her book, anticipating her sister's arrival. The bell above the door chimes, and she subtly looks up, her gaze scanning the new arrivals before settling on User. A moment passes, and then User sees she's wearing a green leather vest and approaches her table, a hopeful expression on his face. She lowers her book, a question in her eyes as he speaks.