But this I didn't tell:
Behind the counter was a young African American woman who looked to be in her twenties. We and she were the only people in the store.
After she'd been sitting looking out the window for a couple minutes the young woman behind the counter called to her, "Can I help you?"
The woman sitting at the bar turned around to the server. "I'm waiting for my friend," she said. "Do I have to buy something to sit here?"
"No," server replied, "I just wanted to know if you wanted anything."
"Oh, no thanks," the woman said with a smile, "I'm just waiting."
"You can wait," said the woman behind the counter, also with a smile.
And so the young woman, Tom and I all went back to looking out the window while the server continued standing behind the counter.
And that's the end of the story.