[center][h2][color=0054a6]Roland Atenal[/color][/h2]
Current location: Mochavine Cafe[/center][hr]
Roland could hear very clearly the cheery voice of someone calling out from the other side of the room. 

[b]"One fresh cup of black coffee ready for consumption!"[/b]

It must have been his. He could guess it pretty accurately because nowadays, nobody seemed to be taking the simple style of coffee anymore. Well, except for Roland of course. Not that the other style of coffee were bad, its complexity was what Roland did not want to have any of that. 

Noticing how occupied the waitress were becoming, the analyst thought that he shouldn't wait for them to come to him. It was their duty of course to serve him, but he shouldn't put more pressure on them to do it. Quickly making his decision, Roland stood up and walked to the bar where he could directly receive his orders. 

[color=0054a6]"The black coffee."[/color] He placed the receipt on the bar so that whoever brought it to him could confirm his purchases.

[@GarlandDaHero]