The Night Cafe by Sonya Borsch

Only a few people were
sitting at the cafe.
An old jukebox playing blues.
a couple : Who are all this people here? Why is it so much roving souls on the road this autumn? Should we share the one roof with them?
drifters : What a silly couple? Did they really not know where this door leads? Do they know what games are playing here? Poor silly lovers...
We approached and sat down at the bar.
A waitress appeared out of nowhere.
“ What do you want, dear ?”
waitress : In the end the story begins. such a good luck! I almost get bored with this night.
a couple : This question asked only by waitress, moms and devil, it's good that she stands on the other side of the bar.
Frank : Well if she was a devil why don't make a wish?
“ Pure love and clean sheets, please.”
waitress : What a sly boy!
angry girlfriend : What a stupid jerk!
“Oh dear, there is no such treasure on the road!”
a couple : Does they even exists somewhere else?
“He wanted to say, we have no place to stay for the night, maybe you have a room for us, or we can sleep here, on that couch?”
Frank : She rushed a bit, I guess… This couch doesn't seem clean at all. But at least it's better than nothing.
“Alas, we can only offer the story of our journey, do you accept such a coin here?”
waitress : What a bless! I even don't need to ask!
The waitress tapping her fingers on the bar and said with a grin:
“Such a coin is more expensive than money, dear.”