Okay. So.. Eleven.. number eleven. Ah-ha. Mike finally found it. The man opened the door slightly cautiously, because who knew what could be inside? He walked inside to see that a small amount of people had already gathered there. Mike told himself that he was to be on his best behavior and not talk about how great coffee is and how "Level Nine Coffee" is to die for.

He walked towards the sign-in desk where a man sat behind and woman stood in front of. "Afternoon sir... and................ ma'am," Mike said, smiling at the two.