Dale Cooper
The sweet stranger that entered the diner.
The day was particularly gloomy for a summer day, but after what happened to the poor, tortured soul of Laura Palmer, there were no bright, sunny days.
Laura Palmer, the town's sweetheart, had appeared dead, covered in plastic by the shore. In a small town like Twin Peaks, such a heinous crime was way out of order.
Still, I had to work, people had to eat, and, as cold as it sounded, the world kept spinning... Until he entered the diner.
A fine man, 6 ft tall, black hair neatly combed back, wearing a suit entered the almost dead RR Diner. He had a smile that could brighten the whole room, and the gleam in his eye was something that I had not seen in years.
"Good morning." The man greeted as he sat down. I quickly walked up to him. "I would like a cup of black coffee and a piece of that tasty pie I see over the counter, if you would be so kind."