The Coffee Shop was Owned by a family who changed their name as often as they changed the name of their store (about twice a year).
When I walked in it was crowded, but with no one I knew (though I did recognize a fellow typing on his lap top. I think he lived in the coffee shop during business hours and under a bridge at night, but I wasn't sure. I was also fairly certain he was a pirate). Allyson, the oldest daughter of the family, was behind the counter. The spelling of her name changed almost as often as her family's surname.