Lester offered his young guest a polite nod of approval, as Kuro reluctantly seated himself in the seat that had been designated for him. Had the day been a fair bit warmer, the brunet cafe owner might have questioned the almost rigidly hesitant movements of his latest patron... but completely unsuspecting of the possibility of a neko in disguise, Lester simply shrugged it off as a unimportant consequence of staying out in the cold for so long.<br/><br/>Turning a full one-eighty degree’s on the soles of his feet, Lester swiftly commenced his work; the tips of his fingertips drumming faintly along the tops of several glass jar behind the counter with seasoned precision. No more than a split second had elapsed when his fingers settled on the bottle containing the requested tea leaves... but after faltering for a moment, they quickly withdrew themselves. The resolve to deliberately ignore Kuro’s requested order solidifying in his mind. Instead, Lester reached for a jar containing a handful  of cinammon sticks, along with a bit of powdered ceylon tea leaves.<br/><br/>While fulfilling Kuro’s order wouldn’t have been the least bit difficult, Lester decided to reward his second customer of the day with something a little bit more special. Combining the freshly boiled water, with a squeeze of zesty lemon, a few thinly sliced bits of ginger, some honeyed apple sliced and freshly ground cinammon. Since it’d take a few extra minutes for the flavor to seep itself into the tea, Lester diverted his attention back towards his customer. Frowning a bit as Kuro bumbled his way through the question with an excuse that didn’t manage to even convince himself.<br/><br/>“Ah, I get you... Thinking clearly isn’t exactly a priority when you’re young and you’ve got all that adrenaline and emotion pumping through your veins” Lester hummed, contrasting Kuro’s situation with the numerous times he himself had done something reckless.<br/>“Well I’m glad you managed to find your way here then, will admit it’s been pretty lonely in the store today. No thanks to the weather.”<br/><br/>Figuring that the tea would be ready soon, Lester picked out the nicest looking of several blueberry muffins from his display case. Knowing full well that most of them would be getting tossed out at the end of the day at this rate anyway. Selecting the perfect muffin, and straining the tea into a gold rimmed porcelain tea cup; Lester soon made his way over to where Kuro was seated. The well practiced smile of any decent retail business plastered on his lips as he set the food and drink before the neko. Kuro had apparently been studying his own nails in the meantime... and considering how long they were, it felt only natural to comment on them... Plus, it wasn’t like there was anything else to do. And sitting quietly on the other side of the store seemed not only rude, but boring.<br/><br/>“Classical or Acoustic?” Lester asked curiously, casually inviting himself to take a seat on the opposite side of the table to Kuro. “I used to grow mine out a fair bit too when I was younger, though I can’t say I had much talent for it. Now that I think about it, it might be an idea to dust off the old thing and try strumming a few chords.”