The café at the end of the universe is staffed by no one. At least, no one who's registered anywhere. Just an entity that calls themselves Bree. And Bree spends most of their time staring into the cold abyss of space, wondering when they will get a customer.
They're not sure when that will be. Or what they will do when they do get a customer. They haven't had any training as far as they can remember. But they hope it will be soon. It's lonely out here.
Meanwhile, out in the centre of civilized space, the people are all busy looking for their lost chef. Someone must have seen them. Last anyone heard, they were bound far and away, to forget a great loss, and relearn love for a lost passion.
Paddy Dobson
5th January 2022