Raf grabs the money out of the tip jar and passes it back to her with a reassuring smile. “C’mon, it’s on the house. Coffee’s not that expensive and since I own this place now, I don’t need tips. But thank you.”
As she explains her intention for the coffee, he fills another traveler full of coffee and stacks it in the cloth bag next to the other one. “Now you have enough for everyone. And I’ll wander doeen later to check on Julián and bring more. If you drink it, great. If not, it’s just coffee. I’m feeling pretty useless up here.”