Staff (or owner?) talks sh#t about you as you pour milk in your coffee three feet away from them, a coffee you literally just bought from them. "I don't want people like that in here" was muttered audibly among other comments about my appearance. Ok-my eye Mkup is smudged and hair tossed in a pony haphazardly. It's Sunday morning. I slept in my makeup hence the need for a coffee at your establishment. Don't run a coffee shop if you can't deal with people. Not only will I never grace them with my presence ever again, I'll be sure to share my "fabulous"experience with many people I know who live, work and frequent the area. Fortunately there is loads of competition for them all around. I even passed three other big name coffee houses as I prefer to support local and independent businesses. This was my first and last visit. Bad attitude. Not missing much anyway. The cookies tastes like dust. Too bad though, the coffee was actually decent. They'll eventually get swallowed up by nearby cafés as with all businesses who have the nerve to mock their patrons.