October 23, 2015:

Mister Manly Mustache at the corner table by the restrooms. He's got his blue mirror wraparounds on indoors, a nontrivially creepy maneuver next to the restrooms. Making drug deals on his cell phone.

Red-haired lady with laptop and shawl, talking to herself. She's deep in her work until her girlfriend arrives, round like a Hispanic tennis ball, sipping iced cappuccino, laughing.

Tawny brothers in track suits, shaved heads, Nikes. "Do you know how to make a ranchito bagel?" "That girl's a mess." Loudly chomping breakfast pastries.

Mister Manly Mustache paces outside with his cell phone, blue mirror wraparounds now atop his head. Seemingly they're only for indoors.