The first thing to notice about the girl sitting at the table nearest the door is the strong scent of coffee hovering around her which, when linked stain on her t-shirt, hint at tragically spilled coffee. She’s dressed very much like a student; her style is current but the garments themselves are all either cheap or worn with age. On the table before her are two cups – one empty and one half full and still steaming – as well as bundles of notes and an open laptop . . . but the notes seem to be untouched and the laptop has lain dormant long enough that the screen has gone dark. The girl ignores these and instead pursues a novel with familiar cover art that features a steam train, occasionally shooting looks of concern at the untouched work load.