Aside from a group that were grabbing their smoothies and heading toward the door to leave, the shop only had one other guest. He was a strange young man, based on appearances. Wearing a skull on top of your head, well, most politely, that was
strange. Others might say creepy, disturbing, or even worse. He'd heard it all, really, and then some.
Upon seeing the woman, which some might also way was strange, enter the shop, he rose from his comfortable, brightly colored chair.