"Oh, you're young and lovely," said Magda, her disembodied voice drifting over the counters. "Young love. What do they call it, Julian? Puppy love?"
Julian choked slightly on his coffee, coughed, then laughed. "Magda," he said. "I really.... wouldn't know." To Mel, Julian shook his head. "I don't mind coffee breath. I'm a little bit of a caffeine addict myself, but... not everyone thinks like me."