A dark-skinned middle-aged woman walked into the cafe, with a soft smile on her face.
A cold breeze swept into the restaurant, fluttering the shutters in the glass windows.
Dark sunglasses hid her eyes from view, but behind the glasses, they glowed emitting a soft white light.
Her long, greying hair was neatly styled back into long, intricate braids that beautifully flowed down her back.
In her right hand, she held an elegant walking cane that she used to rhythmically tap the floor.
Clad in a matching grey suit, she was the picture of dignity and elegance.
Behind her, a giant of a man stepped through the door, towering over most of the people in the cafe.
The bronze-skinned figure wore a simple black T-shirt that stretched over his visibly flexing muscles and matching faded jeans.
At the couple's entry, no one in the cafe batted an eye; the cheerful banter continued normally.
