The cafe now looks like the cafe. • Every title, button and counter is set in the same pixels as the room behind it. The words finally belong to the place they are standing in. • Rooms colour the whole app, not only the scenery. The Greenhouse brings its pine and honey to the menus; the Kissaten its dark wood; Midnight Roast its one warm lamp. • And they sound like themselves. Glass and a hard floor ring a little; tatami and paper do not. • Three bandanas that come and go with the year — Festive, Blossom and Harvest. Miss one and it comes back next season. • Taco's chin no longer flickers, and the cafe's shadows sit steadier.

Taco has started to notice you. • The longer you brew, and the more treats he actually eats, the better he knows you. He says hello the first time you open the cafe each day, glances up while you work, and gets harder to annoy. • Sundays now come with your week added up — minutes, best day, where the time went, and how it sat against the week before. • One latte pattern a day. Heart, tulip, rosetta, swan, wave, phoenix. Scored out of a hundred, with a personal best and nobody else's. • Every room keeps its own sound now. The Greenhouse is rain under glass, Midnight Roast is the fire with nobody left to murmur. What you set in one room stays in that room. • Streak insurance, so one missed day need not end a run. And a daily minutes goal, if a streak alone is not the number you care about. • The weather is finally yours. Pick a city in Settings — before this, everybody got Sydney's sky.