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Who: Zepar and Garcia
Where: the cafe where Zepar works, after hours
When: Right after this
Warnings: probably not so likely.

Zepar really was glad for the company, because he didn't have the most discerning palate when it came to sugary coffee drinks, and an extra set of taste buds to make sure that something really was as delicious as he thought it was came in handy.

He'd already made a list of the drinks he'd concocted so far, and what went in them in what order, just so that the rest of the employees could make them too, because that was half the fun. Just at that moment he was swaying and singing along to Cry Me A River, that was on the shop's overhead sound system, more easily audible now that the place was empty.