Ally whirled about to face the new arrival, gold bells swinging against her face. She smiled and gestured at an empty seat. "Take your pick. I'll be right back with your order." She made a face. "Though I'm really not suppose to be pulling this duty..." She grinned at him as she walked back to the counter again and dipped down to pick up a roll and plopped it on the plate. She stood on her toes to look over the glass case. "I'm Ally, by the way. And I strongly suggest that you wait on the coffee unless..." She looked behind her and saw a fresh pot. "You're in luck." She poured out a cup and brought the coffee and roll over to him. "There you are."