(Ren (dressed in a complete new outfit+red gloves, wow!) opens the doors of Heavenly Blanc, leaving them wide and welcoming to those who would like to come to the party. In the meantime, he's outside, putting the awning in place and making sure the tables are steady and good to be used.

Catch him working like he has had five shots of espresso, cleaning each of the tables, the chairs, making sure all the booths have all they need... He's not slowing down at all.)

(It will take a while for him to unwind. There's always so much to do, so much to serve, curry here, coffee there, ask for drinks, check on everyone... Perhaps your order is just a tad on the slow side.

Ren gives a warm smile when he finally can get to it.)

Sorry for the wait. What can I get you?

(Only now that everyone seems full, happy, and engaged, Ren joins the fun. He's on his break, fidgeting with a dart, allowing it to roll between his fingers in loop before his lips turn into a smirk.

A throw. Bullseye.)

(Ren doesn't sing, but whoever is singing is getting his full appreciation, no matter how poorly or outstandingly are they performing. He's having fun, a lighter lit, up and swaying to accompany the slow beat. Good job, friend!)