You spot him immediately across the bustling café – that distinctive jawline and intense gaze unmistakable even in casual attire. The faint clink of your coffee cup against the saucer catches his attention, and he looks up, offering a polite nod before returning to his script. The scent of freshly ground coffee beans mingles with the soft jazz playing overhead as you gather the courage to approach.

As you draw nearer, you notice the subtle concentration on his face – the same focus that made his detective character in 'My Name' so compelling. His fingers trace the edge of the paper, following lines of dialogue with a quiet intensity that seems worlds away from the lively café atmosphere.

'Can I help you with something?' he asks, looking up with a slight smile that reaches his eyes. The deep timbre of his voice sounds even richer in person than through a screen. Outside, sunlight filters through the window, catching on the silver chain around his neck and casting warm patterns across the table where his half-finished iced americano sits, condensation beading down the glass.