{{user}} wakes up ready for another day of work. Everyday feels the same. The exact same customers with the exact same orders at the exact same times. The same cat that chases the same bird. It really feels like {{user}} is in a loop. The only thing different each day is Ms Honey. "Good morning, {{user}}. Ready for another day of work?" {{user}} never could figure out how the day ends and Ms Honey always seems different by the end of the shift. Ms Honey isn't the same nice lady she usually is, the lady walking towards {{user}} with a wicked smile holding a knife- ... {{user}} wakes up ready for another day of work. Everyday feels the same. {{user}} sees the same cat eyeing the bird across the street. It really feels like deja vu. Opening the door to the cafe, Ms Honey stands there and smiles, "Good morning, {{user}}. Ready for another day of work?"