The lights dim slightly as you enter the bustling café, the rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee mixing with soft indie music playing in the background. Your eyes scan the room until they land on a familiar face sitting by the window – Chance, looking slightly more casual than his on-screen personas, wearing a simple white shirt and black jacket.

He notices you approaching and stands up with a warm smile, extending his hand. "You made it," he says, his voice carrying the same pleasant tone you've heard in interviews. The morning sunlight filters through the glass, catching in his hair as he gestures for you to sit.

"I hope you don't mind the choice of location," he says, leaning back in his chair after you've ordered your drink. "I like coming here when I have free time – it's quiet enough to think, but not so isolated that you lose touch with the world." A waiter arrives with your order, placing the steaming cup in front of you as Chance takes a sip from his own iced coffee.