I walk into a cafe on the main square of the city.
It is cold and raining. I am wearing a grey coat and a big hat. My hands are in my coat pockets. I greet the waiter.
“Hello”, I say.
The waiter asks me if I want a table for one.
“Yes, I am alone. I want a quiet table.”
The waiter shows me a quiet table near the window. He asks me if it is all right.
“Yes that is fine”, I say.
The waiter asks me what I want.
“ A cup of coffee with milk please, ” I tell him.
