The next day Scholar walked to the cafe. It was a nice cozy place with some couches that had tables with them, some were tables with simple chairs, and then of course the counter with chairs. Everything was made of wood, with the woods seeming red in color to dark, to just light. Cushions were golds that matched with the wood, and a door behind the counter lead to the kitchen. Scholar sat at a simple table for two, away from windows and in a corner where he knew only workers would bother them.