Yeon smiles at the other when they approach the counter. He sets his ice cream down and walks over. Yes, it's winter. But mint chocolate ice cream was meant to be eaten every day in his opinion. "Welcome to my cafe! I'm not sure I've seen you in here before. Do you need a moment to look?"

JASPER: Are you enjoying yourself? Covered in sweat, beer and other liquids as jocks go wild over a ball sport?

JASPER: I'm so glad you didn't try and drag me along with you.

Luis was watching his computer with intensity, reading through the files he had been given, and seeing the many emails coming in. He was in the zone, sipping his coffee absent-mindedly, not even being asked if he needed a refill, it was just magically refilled. 

About midday, a menu was slid onto the table, and almost automatically Luis reached for it, seeing another hand being placed on it, he looked up surprised. He smiled at the other person sitting at the same table. “Hi, sorry, you go first.” He paused. “Excuse me, I’m not very talkative, I must look like a complete workaholic.” 

   Iris had never been one to give private dances-- Usually Azalea stole them from her, or they requested someone like Apple, or Jasmine. While Iris could easily compare to them, and she knew it, unlike them, she never advertised herself for moments like this, however... When she saw Diego, she just had to. It was odd behavior for her, to lead someone into this back room. While there was a bright red sign behind them, above the locked door that read, NO TOUCHING, she wasn't sure if she'd keep the rule.

   The music was almost quiet compared to the loud noises coming from the other side of the door, as the rest of the dancers moved around, some jealously, some unaware of what Iris had gotten. The crowd cheered, also unaware of what was going on behind the door. A small smile spread across her lips as she tugged off the sweater covering her costume, turning to face him.