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(Setting) G&K CafeBar

| >Remaining in a small, easiy-to-miss alley, five minutes away from the Central District main street, for quite a while now is a G&K CafeBar. Small, warm, quiet haven with oldschool, 1960-th themed wooden furniture and yellow gas lamps.
>It is generally only known to a few chosen, but occasionaly a stranger finds their way inside.
>This cafe location has completely cemented itself inside of Springfield family members' minds, and remains their favorite meeting spot and safe heaven.

| >Being a relatively small cafe, it only features a couple of tables and a counter. Sleepy mafioso guard sits reading a huge holo-paper in the corner near the exit.
>Behind the counter stands a young woman in creamy white apron over chocolate sundress. Her waist long, chestnut color hair is tied up in twin tails, giving her a girly appearance. Soft smile on her face makes her deep, green eyes seem even deeper, diverting attention from the thin scar on her left temple.

| >A charming addition to the cafe interior, a young girl in waitress uniform is standung, ever stoic, by the entrance. Her bright red eyes shine in the hall's twilight, and shoulder blade length, fluffy blond hair is tied into a ponytail — a large lotus hairpin replacing her usual green ribbon.

| >Old musicbox near the bar counter is surprisingly quiet, silently mewling something nostalgic, but utterly incomprehensible.

| >It was... A slow evening, to say the least. The sole mafioso guard in the corner was pretty much the only guest, if he could be called such.

| > Maybe it was a ghost decision when the door opened, but a woman in a long, navy blue trench coat walks through the doorway, ever so slowly.

>Whilst the coat itself holds an official meaning, a sleeping soul drags eyes across the room to find a place to take part, deciding to sit at the counter.

| >Waitress girl was about to make a move to show the guest to a free table, but limited herself to a simple silent nod and a half-bow, aknowledging and welcoming the client — ultimately remaining by the entrance.

"Welcome to G&K," — >the bartender woman said, her voice soft and mellow,
— "what would you like?"

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> A hollow and somber vocal returns a response, only matching a face deprived of rest that chokes without energy.

"I am rather new to this region. Could you so kindly give me something strong?"

"Matter of fact, make it numbing, so to speak. I'm having multiples- Auh, please."

> The woman pitter-patters long, soft fingers on the counter.

| > A familiar face walks through the door. A grey-skinned Lilim half walks, half dances in to the bar. He seems to be bobbing his head to some invisible beat. He's lightly stained with some soot, it seems. This doesn't bother him, if he's even noticed it yet.

> He finally makes it to the bar and waves. A light turns off near his temple and he stops his head bobbing.

"こばんは! It's been a little while!" says Fox, with a smile.

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