A midaged man comes into the place, holding a tip of his cap and curiously looking around while walking forward. Like this he slowly reaches a nearby table and in a rather careful maner sits by it, then rises again and sits back, trying the chairs. He then knocks with his fingers on the table and with a thoughtful hum raises and continues the inspection of a place with the same curious look and ignoring the pair behind the counter. Approaching the window he squints and takes a look outside for a couple of moments before turning around and while staring at the ceeling walks to the bar counter where he finally pauses his look on two people other people present. While inspecting them he asks in awkward tone "Sorry, is this place real or am I halucinating?"
