Coffee wasn't his thing really, but if she was offering, he would take some. "Sugar." Lots of sugar. The guy seemed to have a thing for sugar, it seemed. He took his sugary bean juice and drank, not really enjoying the flavor, but it wasn't like he was repulsed. She was on the same wavelength, believing in the same equality of Rangers, and if she drank coffee, he would drink coffee.
He nodded at her advice. She was right, of course. A lot like Rose was nearly always right. He was going to like Kat, he knew it.