So literally just moments ago, I was in the elevator and a boy popped on.
"Hi," he said.
"Hi."
"Do you like Starbucks?"
"Um, generally." (I need to work on my over-dependence on the utterance 'um.')
He then proceeds to produce this tasty looking fella out of thin air (an exaggeration, I assure you.)"Do you want this?"
I note that the cup says Eric.
"Um, How do I know it's not poisoned?"
"You trust me."
"I do?"
Well, long story short I took it. But now, do I dare drink?
