After a little while, Sho steps up into the cafe, sliding through the door and taking a seat up at the counter, greeting the man with strange attire Hello there? This place is open right? Seems oddly empty for a cafe, I figured I'd take a break for a while and take a drink. You serve coffee right?

The owner nods his head affirmatively. He follows this gesture with a menu, specifically a menu that reads all the currently available blends, many being inspired by bad puns. The feature house blend is simply titled 'Nani shita Nascita?' or more literally, 'What's up at Nascita?' "Bongiorno! What blend can I do ya for? Personally, I recommend the house blend!" He adjusts his glasses to look over the menu, making sure that he himself knew what he might be getting into.

Sho looks over the menu with a chuckle before turning back to the owner, thinking for a second before responding with his order Well then I'll take your recommendation, 1 house blend then. Never heard the word bongirono before though. What's that mean? Once he's finished ordering though a premonition hits Sho. A vision of an awful black liquid, radiating disgust. After a few seconds Sho begins to sweat as he realizes what the vision is trying to convey

The owner rushes about the place, boiling water, grinding beans, and finally, pouring the water onto the grinds, creating a fairly good smelling liquid. "You must not get out much! It's Italian for 'Good day!' Do you want anything to go with it?" He begins to clean various things to pass the time while Sho seals his fate with his beverage.

G-good day huh? Well this is Japan, I didn't expect to hear Italian... Sho then gulps as he takes a hold of his cup, looking at the black sea of death in front of him as he brings it close to his mouth, the stench of it hitting him like a truck as he whimpers W-well. Thanks for the drink. Sho then downs the entire thing as quickly as he can, hoping to drink it all in one gulp so it's over quickly, a surge of bitter disgusting liquid hits his tastebuds as he doubles over, swallowing it as his stomach grumbles in protest having to digest it. After the drink Sho gets a queasy feeling as he drops the cup back onto the table. Taking deep breaths

As the customer doubles over, the owner looks on in equal levels of surprise and confusion. "I've heard of people doubling over since they couldn't handle mature flavors, but this is a bit overdone!" He takes a sip from another cup, barely being able to mask his visible recoil from disgust. "Y-yep, just a mature flavor is all!"

S-sure! M-mature flavor! Sho then takes another deep breath as he notices how the Owner doesn't even like his own coffee, looking around the cafe in disbelief. So.. If the coffee is this bad.. How do you even stay open? This place seems pretty empty...

The owner frowns, somewhat displeased. "It just requires a mature palate is all! Y-you just wouldn't understand! I already bust my butt working part time jobs to pay for my expenses, so I don't want criticism like that!" He pouts to himself, looking around the empty cafe. "I even go through the trouble of growing my own beans..."

[Parado was standing in front of the café, looking at the place.] "... Isn't this where that red and blue guy was?" [He then entered.] "Hello? Is someone here?"

*Akechi examines the front of the café* Hmm, it's not Leblanc, but it will do. *He enters and takes a counter seat, setting his briefcase in the seat next to him*