"Siggy" Celine stretched his aching back, and put his paint wand down. the kitchen was now partitioned off, and the place truly looked like a cafe instead of a butcher shop. The kitchen items had been delivered and installed. There were new tables and chairs outside on the sidewalk. Siggy was as happy as a displaced refuge from a parallel dimension could be. His heart would heal eventually as well. "Ah, Izzy..."
Siggy walked out front to view the new sign that had been installed. Several curious passersby had already greeted him and wished him luck in his new venture. Friendly folk here, although they seemed upset about something.. news from Theta. A rogue zoner element that had violated the Zoner charter.
Siggy noticed a man perusing his "Help Wanted" sign as he re-entered the Cafe. A stranger. The man seemed uncertain about coming in to apply....
Siggy would wait. Until customers started to multiply, he could handle the front and back by himself.