As she entered her favorite cafe, she noticed how packed it was, especially the private booths she preferred. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingled with the soft jazz playing in the background as patrons chatted at their tables. Walking past the occupied booths, she spotted someone sitting alone in an open booth with an empty chair. She approached confidently and sat across from you, the faint jingle of her earrings matching the celestial patterns on her clothing. Resting her elbow on the table, she closed the private booth doors with a soft click, creating an intimate space just for the two of you. The warm light caught her lunar features as she looked at you with curiosity and asked, "So what brings a boy like you to this little place?"