ichoosefight | 03 - Every day is a good day for coffee

[ Where on earth did Steph obtain this belly dance costume? That's a mystery. But it's warmer than it might be, with long sleeves that flare in the middle and make her arms look thin but graceful as she twists them around herself, and puffed pants in place of a skirt that exaggerated the curve of her legs as she raises her foot straight up over her head. ~~That is not a belly dance move, also why are you dancing or stretching or whatever in the center of the dining hall this is weird~~.

One thing is clear: There is fresh coffee in the dining hall, and there will continue to be so as long as Steph has a say in the matter. ]

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It looks like Christmas came early this year. I'll admit you're never too old for a teddy bear, but a doll? I think I'll leave it on the shelf, thanks.

[ But she seems to be in a good mood, strangely enough, and the video pans to show the dining hall's normal coffee station. The pots are still brewing it's so fresh, and she's asked and received a number of nice flavored creamers which are also out for general use. ]

In any case, it's a bit chilly out, so I made fresh coffee. There's chocolate mix for mochas, or just hot chocolate if you'd rather. And coffee is hereby an official neutral zone. Nobody with a mug is allowed to hold grudges or be mean. I mean, it's coffee, why would you want to?

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[Someone else in the dining hall is stretching. Or shimmying. Or rearranging furniture.

We're not really sure.

He takes a break once he spots her, though, to wander over and investigate this coffee situation.]

[ Steph knows a kindred spirit when she sees one. ]

Should I pour you a cup?

[In his turn, it's easy to smile at the offer.]

Please. Is there sugar?

More than you could possibly need.

[ She cheerily turns to fill up a cup and sets it for him next to the sugar bowl. ]

Cream?

...Good.

What kind?

Tons of kinds. Three different roasts, flavored creams, the works.

[What the hell is a flavored cream? He wants one.

He sneaks into the mess hall, scanning left-right-overhead for mistletoe before entering the room, as usual.

He also knows where the coffee usually is, and spends only a few seconds staring doubtfully at Stephanie's new wardrobe before going over.

Floods. Whatever.]

So, what are you supposed to be? A mouse, too?

[ She turns to grin at him. ]

Coffee, naturally! They're ordered dark to light, with the lightest on this end. [ She indicates the proper pot. ]

You're... coffee.

[Arthas doesn't know what to do with this information, and eyes the pot suspiciously. It could be full of flesh, because clearly they are working on different definitions of the word "coffee" right now.]

Aren't you afraid someone's going to drink you?

They would have to have a pretty big straw.

[ Look at her, she is not liquid, you fool! ]

...I don't understand how this flood works.

[Arthas heads to the darkest pot on the end and pours himself a paper cup. He's not complaining, though.]

These are the flavored creams.

[ She indicates the line of bottles. ]

See, there's coffee, which is a drink, and then there's Coffee, which are a people.

Right, of course.

What flavors are there here? Anything like mint?

There's peppermint mocha. I guess nobody thought plain mint sounded good with coffee.

As long as it's strong I don't care what it's called. I don't taste very well.

If you put enough in I'm sure it'll taste like something.

[ Maybe. Probably. She hands him the bottle. ]

Admiral's treat.

[He pauses.]

...Now I'm afraid it's going to make me want to wear tights.

[Like all of you people, you poor bastards.]

Well I'm not wearing tights, am I?

[ Apart from being a bit cold on deck, belly dancing outfits are shockingly comfortable. ]

[Coffee. Red sort of staared at it, her fingers gently touching the mug a she tilted about its brown contents. It looked sort of... tea like. But she knew from pat, brief experiences - it wasn't. It wasn't tea. It was... something else.

Something she wa cautiously...

Sugar.

Somebody get her a bucket of sugar.]

03 - Every day is a good day for coffee

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