Harry knows his free meal ticket is coming to a close. He has less than a month to move out of the Diadem and decide whether he'll stay on the guilds' dime or break out on his own. He isn't sure that staying in Central City will be the best move for him, long-term, and like hell is he living in Magicville or Bumfuck Nowhere, Kansas. So, he decides to visit Excelsior and do some apartment shopping. He gets a late start, and so is only arriving at the coffee shop for breakfast during what appears to be the lunch rush. He orders, pays, takes his americano and breakfast sandwich from the server, and turns to look out over the packed coffee house, eyes searching to find an unoccupied seat.

There's one table, over by the wall, with only one guy sitting at it... Harry approaches to get a better look, at which point he sees that the free chair is occupied by a backpack, and there's a second laptop taking up the free half of the table.

"Jesus Christ, is the circus in town or something? Look, if this isn't your bag and you're waiting for your friend to come back from the restroom, feel free to tell me to fuck off, but... Is this seat taken?"