The Eternal Nitpicker

This is a high-strung, middle-aged man named Andrew McCrae. He is known for his meticulousness and a pair of round, wire-rimmed glasses that magnify his already piercing gaze. He approaches the counter with an almost military precision, examining every detail of the menu with the scrutiny of a tax auditor. His attire is impeccable, yet somehow off-puttingly formal for a coffee shop.