Shosanna appeared to be a bit embarrassed at first, she hadn't meant for anyone to overhear her. But then again, what could she have expected? She had spoken to her coffee out loud. And in English, where people could easily understand her.
"I have only had access to a Starbucks since December, so not even a year." And pumpkin spice? It was delicious. "It was the forties in France, when I was pulled here. There were no Starbucks there. And there may have been a ration on coffee in general." Given the war and everything.
"I'm Shosanna," she offered the man who had spoken to her.