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"A cafe would be absolutely perfect with me."

"Great." he smiled, slightly relieved. "To be honest I wasn't too hot on the pub idea." Max said, scratching the back of his neck. He put his hands inside his hoodie pockets, hunching his shoulders against the biting wind and keeping his eyes on the floor, a silence settling over them for a moment. Max was curious to learn more about Midori, she seemed like a genuinely great person to know. Why did she join the FBI? Was she born in Cascade or did she move here recently? Did she even live in the city? What was her favourite food? Favourite movie?

Max looked up, surprised to find they were there already. Across the road was the cafe, a friendly light beaming out through the huge glass windows and falling onto the sidewalk outside. Above the door was a small neon sign that read "Jimmy's Kitchen" in luminous red lettering, and from the door another sign that read "open 24 hours monday - saturday". He could see about five people sitting inside, one pair was busy ordering something while another pair were sitting hunched over their mugs of coffee engaged in deep conversation, and then an elderly man sat by himself in the corner reading a newspaper. Max stopped at the side of the road, briefly glancing to see if the traffic was clear and then hurried across. "Ladies first." he said, pushing the door open and holding it for her.