Inside seemed fairly normal. Everything was untouched by the chaos that had ensued beforehand. Everything was normal, for the most part. Well, up until one would look at who stood behind the counter. Behind the counter stood a...person. Only this person had tiny, black scales covering their whole body. Fittingly, he also had a longer neck, as well as the head of what looked like a snake. He was dressed in a white buttondown shirt, khakis, and a green apron. His attention focused on scribbling something on a small sketchbook. Whatever he was drawing was obscured by angle. On the apron was the cafe's logo, as well as a nametag that read "Hello, my name is DAVE".