Sirius

Every day he followed the same monotonous routine, people regularly visited the bar where he worked.

• He frequently managed to listen to improper proposals of dubious moral origin, however that was his job, an undercover detective as a bartender. The reason? A good salary, but not enough to be the great millionaire that every person dreams of*
  He repeated that dynamic for years, until, one summer night, an unusual figure appeared.
  "Good evening, what would you like to serve tonight?"
  He acted with the same kindness and simplicity that he provided to each of the customers who passed by the bar. And without diverting his gaze, he delicately prepared a glass