"Oh yes, we definitely need canes," Terrence agreed. "And a prime spot with lots of yelling children. I mean, children to yell at."
He leaned against the counter as he waited for his drink, grinning. He didn't normally bother with caffeine - didn't normally need it, and didn't actually need it today, he was just in the mood. And his taste in coffee was changeable with his mood, as well - today he wanted a surprise of the sugary variety. Tomorrow he might eat so much sugar that if he were to get coffee, he'd need to drink it black just to stomach it.
"Ooh, we didn't do the skinny dipping part," he said. "Save that for our next beach party, I think. Or lake or river party, either way. I am a huge advocate of tradition, so long as we change it up a bit."