<div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">Dorian Silver<br/>Cafe- Getting a cup of wake-up juice</span></strong></div><br/>Dorian hadn't even noticed Courtney saunter up to him until her fingers brushed his long hair out of his face. He tried to look slightly startled and pleasantly surprised, but his face couldn't quite manage the pleasant part. He just looked surprised. Her fingers tracing his skin were cool and soft yet firm and her lips against his cheek felt warm and inviting. He managed a weak smile, trying to reassure his friend that he was alright. True, his features refused to react the way he wanted them to just yet, but he was working on it. The promise of coffee had drawn him into the cafe along with Courtney and he took the stool beside her, graciously accepting a steaming mug of the wonderful brew. A long whiff before he took the first sip had always been Dorian's custom. He loved the smell of coffee and now was no acception. He inhaled the bitter, pungent aroma and took a long sip, savoring the hot liquid as it filled him with warmth. He always took his coffee black. It wasn't that he disliked cream or sugar. He simply liked the flavor of coffee alone better.<br/>"Thanks Aline."<br/>It was the first words he'd spoken all day and his usually soft seductively warm and cold voice was ragged and harsh from disuse. This made him cough to clear his throat and grimace. It probably gave the others the impression that he still wasn't feeling very well.