The staff

Ignoring everyone wandering around the food hall you decide a more static target could be fun. Hemmed into one of the small coffee serving booths are two girls and a guy, each rushed off their feet with customers.

The closest girl is just past twenty, of Latino decent, long black hair tied into a loose ponytail. Second is a petit blond with a bob cut and glasses. The guy is a little younger than the two of them, but fairly muscular with short brown hair, all three of them dressed in black slacks and a white T-shirt with the coffee bar logo.

Trapped with little avenue to escape, just the way you like them