Birthday Party
Das opened the front door of the cafe, and he was greeted by the sweet aroma.
The cafe's ground floor switched to a bar at night and served only the drinks with low alcohol.
It was a place that one could come to chill after a long tiresome day at the office.
When Das walked in, there were only three customers.
One man was wearing a suit. His watch and ring he wore in hand showed he was some rich person. The other man was wearing glasses, and he was just sitting there with a glass of lemon juice in his hand. The third was a woman; she was wearing a one-piece party dress. She was staring crazily at the man wearing glasses.
When Das entered, all three of them, including the cafe owner-- currently bar owner, turned their gazes at Das.
"Are you sure you are old enough to drink, kid?" The man wearing the ring asked.
"I am not here to drink. It's my friend's birthday party today, so I am looking for a way to go to the second floor.