Michael opened the door to the coffee shop for Geralt. They had been quiet for the past few minutes after Geralt's string of innuendos.<br/><br/>Michael choking on his laughter and his cigarette smoke didn't help.<br/><br/>Michael had walked into the coffee shop, and saw quite a bit of blood on the floor. Along with a few shocked onlookers, but the employees seemed unfazed. He noticed two students sitting together at a table, but his quasi-investigation was paused by a most wonderful smell. The smell of freshly ground coffee beans, and of espresso. Michael walked up to the counter, a slight grin on his face.<br/><br/>"Hey, can I get a large cup of coffee with two shot of espresso mixed in, and..." Joe looked to Geralt. "What do you want?"<br/><br/>(Sorry for being away so long. Busy work schedule. But looks like we have more people in the mix! Yay!)