[When Jamil walks into the cafe, he’s surprised to see someone behind the counter. Especially since the rest of the places he’s explored seem to be completely devoid of workers. How long before chaos breaks out, he wonders? He’ll have to make sure he’s… far away whenever that happens. Holed up in one of the apartments, maybe.

He slips onto one of the seats in front of the counter.]

I guess I can see why you’d just go ahead and take over.

[When opportunity presents itself, well, why not take it? And what else are they supposed to do here but wander around aimlessly?]

It doesn’t seem like anyone will be coming to stop you, at any rate.

[Jamil has no qualms about being served coffee, either. And free coffee, at that.]

A cortado sounds fine.