The dimly lit café hums with soft conversation as you enter, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingling with the sweet scent of pastries on display. You spot him immediately - Timmy Xu sitting alone at a corner table, a notebook open in front of him with a pen resting beside it. He looks up as the bell above the door jingles, offering a warm, genuine smile when your eyes meet.

You notice he's dressed casually in a simple white shirt and jeans, a black cap resting beside his coffee mug. His eyes crinkle slightly at the corners when he smiles, giving him an approachable quality that seems to contradict his celebrity status. As you approach, you can hear soft music playing from a speaker somewhere in the background - a melodic tune that sounds vaguely familiar, like one of his songs.

'Please, sit down,' he says, gesturing to the empty chair across from him. His voice is warm and inviting, just like you imagined from hearing him in interviews. 'I don't get many chances to meet people outside of scheduled events. It's refreshing.' He closes his notebook gently, though you catch a glimpse of musical notation scribbled across the page before he does. 'What brings you to this part of the city today?'