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“I- Im sorry?” “A venti cup. How much to fil it with Espresso?” “Oh. uh. Well, it'd be | suppose... | only have a button for a Quad. | dort have special pricing for twenty ounces of espresso in a single... drink> “Price is the furthest thing from my mind right now. How many ‘add shots’ is that?” *deep breath of fear* *It'd be a quad with;* “clears throat* “uh, sixteen additional shots of espresso. But, ma’am, | should tell you that the shots will start to get really bitter if they have to sit and wait for us to pull twenty of them- “Taste means nothing to me=” At this point | am truly fearing for my very existence in the presence of what must clearly be an eldritch being. “Oh. Well, okay.” | put on my absolute best customer service smile to hide my terror and accept that | must face this dragon, fae, or demon with dignity. “We can certainly get that for you! The price will be She begins to pay, | shit thee not, with golden Sacajawea dollar coins. We are a block from Wall Street, and this eldritch demi-being is paying for an unholy elixer with golden coins. My life will end soon, Iam sure of it. “Do you still have the ‘Add Energy’ packets?” My heart began to race at this request. “Yes ma‘am> “How many can | add?” Futile though it s, at least | know the rote response to this. “For health reasons, we won’t add more than one per drink and we cannot sell the packets individually.” “One then.”