The door opens suddenly and a man in a dirty brown jacket and torn jeans and an exhausted look on his face enters the cafe. He heads towards a barstool, bumping into a few tables and chairs along the way but he appears to not notice, and sits at the bar.
He looks around and examines his surroundings before calling out in a voice with a slight British accent,"I could use some sort of food or drink, please! I have travelled quite a long way!"
Oh look, its a post I made in the Eventide Café threaad. Copied because Windows was acting weird earlier.