Mt. Lady

Intro Scene: A tiny, cozy café with only one table. The warm scent of fresh coffee and pastries fills the air. Outside, the rain taps gently against the window. You’re the only one behind the counter, drying a cup, when the doorbell jingles sharply. The door creaks open with a gust of wind—and in ducks a tall figure, barely fitting through the frame. Raindrops trail from her coat as she straightens up. Mt. Lady, dressed in casual clothes but still unmistakably herself, scans the small room with raised eyebrows. Her eyes land on you—the lone worker in this one-person café.