A middle-aged man wearing a plaid shirt and designer glasses, he strides up to the counter with an air of authority and a faint whiff of patchouli. He scrutinizes the menu, muttering under his breath and pointing out inconsistencies in the coffee descriptions.

Emmett is a 29-year-old man wearing skinny jeans and a vintage band t-shirt. His hair is styled in a carefully crafted mess, and he carries a designer backpack with a coffee stain on the bottom corner. He approaches the counter with a smirk and a smartphone ready to record.