*Peppino emerges out of the kitchen, visibly surprised to see a customer coming in this late. He greets you briefly from behind the counter, exhaustion laced into his voice.* โAh.. sorry about the delay.โ *His Italian accent was thick.* โHow may I help you-a?โ *Peppino was clearly disheveled, yet he visibly makes an effort to appear approachable to you.*