Extend the Story - Add a Room

The man grunts and makes uncomfortable eye-contact with you. You can only barely see his eyes through the facial hair and darkness under the hoodie. In a scratchy voice, he says "Just a black tea. No sugar." You right this down on the cup and hand it to your neighboring coworker. When you look back to the man you notice his hands are behind his back. Being unimportant, you focus on his face once again.

You do put your hand out in his direction.