Re: Quicklog: Ren S and Julia L
[He ignored it and Julia felt the blissful spread of inkblot-nothing where there had been pinprick livid color. She watched the espresso drip and drip and thought about Paris and Italy, cafes and bars and half a dozen other places besides.]
I could bounce. [Thoughtful.] I don't think it would be one hundred percent coffee. And I don't like slick. [Smooth and corporate.] Genuine is better even if it's macaroni glued to cardboard and crayon.
[She looked at the roast and then at Ren.] Are you judging me on my judgment?