I walk in, my blonde hair slicked back, but slightly messy, my blonde/orange beard neatly trimmed. I'm wearing a Lamb Of god tee shirt and a pair of slightly faded black jeans, two wallet chains dangle on my right hip, jingling slightly as i shuffle in, order a large coffee, and slump in a chair, brushing back loose strands of hair before i open a thick, leatherbound book and start to read, occasionally glancing up at the other people around.