In the café people come and go – here one moment and gone the next in a steady stream. The polished floor reflects them as almost immaterial shadows. The environment is designed to give a fleeting pleasure to complement the food and conversation. Lighting and ceiling are all part of the general effect. The voices will be gone when the doors close – reminiscent of the haunting French title “Salle des Pas Perdus” (Hall of Lost Footsteps) in railway stations.