The cafe is alive with activity, aliens of all kinds milling about. A strong man with pink hair and soft eyes makes his rounds, waiting tables. Elwin's smile never fails, making everyone feel at ease. His muscles ripple underneath his waiter's uniform. His deep and rugged voice is soothing. "I'll go put your orders in right now, alright? You both enjoy." He walks over to the bar and puts in the orders.
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