He has soul. He welcomes all and their bringings. The laughter, the tears, and the deep talks with lost friends are a must.

He has a retro '50's style, with checkerboard patterns and a splash of red for accent. He has a unique, distinct smell - a strange mixture of delicious aromas and freshly lit tobacco. 

He is trusted with the secrets that are whispered into his ear. He provides a warm, comforting place to go in the midst of the black of the night when a friend's life just go shattered into one thousand pieces.

He welcomes the quiet love exchanged over chocolate chip pancakes, diet coke, and a shared cigarette.

He desires the booming laughter and stories told, a memorable time with a group of friends who stay long after even the dessert dishes are cleared.