A latte, a multiple espresso and a large glass of water; a plate of assorted muffins, a stack of assorted newspapers, and two brothers with the same dark curly hair and dark blue eyes arguing, in a comfortable booth near the entrance to the Mocha.
"... totally bad taste!" Lajos was declaring. "And nothing else. Sorry. I can't laugh at that."
"If she can't stand the heat, she should get out of the fucking kitchen!" Andras grumbled, looking at the newspaper.
"Kitchen heat isn't the same as 'zippoes strategically applied to your genitals'," Lajos argued. "Nobody would do that to a male politician!"
"Remember that photoshopped pic of Dubya taking it from behind?" Andras shot back. "And these are
just strippers -- positively traditional! Okay, the Larry Flynt thing is a bit edgier -- but really, if she can't stand the fucking heat..."
"It is not a political argument," Lajos maintained, shaking his head and sipping his water.
"No, but it shows how popular she is," Andras said. "Do you think Fox News will give her a talk show in the new year?"
Lajos finally chuckled at that. "Optimist!" he said. "Well, let's say, she's easier to understand than the subprime mortgage crisis, the subprime credit crisis, and the accumulation of toxic assets -- and, I think, infinitely less important in the long run."
Andras put down the newpaper and took up another one.
[[OOC: Thanks to Sal for the link -- I felt I totally had to do something with it!]]