"Excellent." Literally bumping into Kevin was a pleasant surprise. Beside the guy being genuinely pleasant, it was also the excuse Kurt had been looking for, the cue to take a break from his solicitations.
Clasping his comrade on the shoulder, he steered them around the corner and into the nearest coffee shop. It wasn't any coincidence Kurt was so nearby - the joint was, for his money, the best cafe in District X and possibly the greater New York area. Authentic caps and lattes, delicious french and italian sodas. And whoever worked the kitchen was a genius. Yes, Kurt spent a lot of time there.
---- The heat felt so good through the sides of his mug, and the soothing aroma made the morning's efforts melt away. Inhaling deeply, it was almost as if Kevin had been forgotten in the midst of this religious experience.
"Surprised to bump into you, Kevin. I mean, James I keep an eye out for. And some of the others hang out around here from time to time..." Kurt shrugged. "Been watching the news lately?"