Just Another Afternoon At Starbucks (open)
Vincent, as a rule, did not like the smell of coffee. He found it to be bitter and that it stuck with one for hours.

He did however, like people, and this particular Starbucks as good a place as any to enjoy their comings and goings. The new lemonade mix they had wasn't bad either. (Kristoff and general standards had long since ruined him for any franchise-produced tea, so lemonade it was.)

He hadn't yet worked up the nerve to approach Kristoff with his plan yet, although the talk with Andrea had certainly helped. A new paperback was also a good way to spend an hour or two, re-reading each page twice so as not to finish it too quickly. The katakana snuck onto the main character's staff on the cover had been worth a chuckle as well.