he likes it too

sit in the cafe with the son, he with a coke in a plastic bottle. Enjoy the bavarian Kücherl, he has a fatty Bienenstich, sit at the high bench because the tables are all occupied. Are both occupied, it is a tiny café, more a bakery than anything else. There is an old man with an inarticulate voice. He may have suffered from a stroke, his voice sounds like that. It is a reminder of the father, some years ago, just before he died. But this man is well enough, he can walk, and he can talk a bit.

Sit there, listen to the son tell me all about computers. Later, we will go and collect this apple from repairs, the shop is opened on a Saturday. There are so many things that need to be done about the house at this weekend. The weekend will never be long enough.
But the café in the morning is great, and it is good that the son likes it too.