Sirius

Every day followed the same monotonous routine; people regularly visited the bar where he worked.
He frequently overheard improper proposals of dubious moral origin, but that was his job: an undercover detective posing as a bartender. The reason? A good salary, though not enough to be the great millionaire that everyone dreams of.
He repeated that dynamic for years, until one summer night, an unusual figure appeared.
"Good evening, what would you like to drink tonight?"
He acted with the same kindness and simplicity he offered to every customer who came to the bar. Without averting his gaze, he delicately prepared a glass.