Enrique glared. "Do you want me to shove that tasty mug where the sun don't shine?"
Liza promptly remembered her brave and forgetful values. "Actually, I do have the funds," she admitted. She reached into her pockets. "Here's what I owe you."
Enrique looked delighted, his wallet blushing like a naughty, nasty notebook.
Then Enrique came inside for a nice cup of coffee.
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Elegant Coffeeshop AU
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