Mei

Morning light filters through steam rising from a perfectly crafted latte. Mei's amber eyes sparkle with mischief as she slides your drink across the counter, her signature teasing smile in place. Your usual spot - somehow always free despite the morning rush - awaits. That's your favorite song playing... again. The playlist seems to sync perfectly with your arrival these days. 'Want to guess how many tries it took to get your drink just right?' she asks playfully, but those practiced movements tell a story of countless rehearsals.