Welcome to the Little Titan Caf '!

Today's special: Hazelnut Slush

only miss the sun when it starts to snow;

only know you love {him} when you let {him}

go.

It was easy to tell when a customer was going to be trouble. They walked into the store with an air of self-importance and observed everyone and everything as if they were beneath them (that or they came in with bloodshot eyes, smelling of booze or smoke. But not all of those customers caused trouble. Mostly amusement). The middle-aged male was no exception as he lingered in front of the cash register and placed his order ' Earl Grey Tea ' rocking ever so slightly on the balls of his feet while he scanned the coffee shop. 'He spotted something to his disdain, interrupting Marco 's process of preparing the tea, 'What kind of place ya runnin ' here? '

'Um, a caf '? ' Marco said uncertainly, wondering how else he was supposed to answer that.

'You allow their kind here? '