Julietta had been looking for a nice Cafe all over the city, just for a little taste of home. She walked into "Tres Chic" hoping to find a little familiarity. As she turned her head in different directions to at the different people, her hair twisted about her shoulders in a rhythmic fashion. She recognised the smell of the Cappuchino and Espresso, and was suddenly at home. She walked up to the cash register to enquire about getting a Cafe Espresso.

"Is this the place a girl should come to get a good cup of coffee?" she asked in her strong French accent.