Come on in. Grab a seat at the counter. Not too close to the corner booth, though. There's a rough looking customer with greasy hair and a wicked smile sitting with his back to the wall. He won't make eye contact with the waitress, but he glares at anyone passing by on their way to the john.
Not many regulars stopping in yet. Then again, we've just opened up. Not long before the place will be jumpin' and you'll have to wait for a table. You'll see.
Look over the menu, the specials are up on the board. Always something interesting, served up fried. Stay as long as you like, and tell your friends. The coffee is always strong and always coffee flavored, and the juke box only plays rock and roll.