The round bar was active but not much too busy. There were two bartenders working the bar. Our watch was of the attractive snow-lined mountains as the cafe was at the leading of a ski resort. As the bartenders chatted us up, we took in the wonderful perspective of the slopes, the mountain array backdrop, and a stunning blue-sky day. No hurry, provider was casual with no being far too sluggish. As we savored our crack, we noticed a guy had walked in and stood at the bar wanting for a beverage himself. His accent gave him absent as being from New York, and his physique language betrayed his not-so-excellent…