The door opens. Two men walk in with eyes focused on the patio. They do not slow their pace or make a sound as they move through the lower level of the restaurant out into the patio area where they sit down, at a table.

When you walk through the front door, you see a host stand upon which sits a paging system call box, a phone, a stack of  emergency hand-held pagers (that light up and dance), two walkie talkies- each sitting on it’s own charger and a sign-in sheet tucked inside in a clip board. Next to the host stand there is a table upon which sits an additional phone and a stack of menus, lots of menus- enough menus to set one menu on each chair at each table, in the entire restaurant. There are two people standing behind the host stand indicating that they are the humans who position themselves in the door way, on purpose, visible to you the moment you walk in, only three feet away, as they are standing directly in the line of your eye site should you choose to look straight ahead, and they are smiling at you, ready to welcome you and walk you to your table. They are the Host and the Seater. Both of them are standing there, two people. There is a fully loaded host stand and two hosts, there, directly in front of you, for your sake, waiting for you.

Why do you think that is?

You. just. walked. right. by. them. both. quite.literally.like.you.didn’t.even.see.them. Like you didn’t even see them.

And it wasn’t even for the bar. You sat down, at a table.