It is difficult for Caspar to trust the judgement of anyone but himself, although he appreciates Amelia being realistic about it. He has a feeling that if he had to ask her opinion on one of Adia's other friends, he'd at least get what she assumes to be an objective answer, which is better than nothing.
He gives the inside of the coffee shop a more critical look, his eyes narrowing into a thoughtful squint as he takes in the burnished equipment. "I know my way around an espresso machine," he says off-handed to Amelia, stepping up to the counter as if he's visited this place every day of his life. Overall, he's impressed with the café's vibe, but he'll reserve his final decision until he tries one of their drinks.
Which, he decides, will be a mocha, because that's probably what Adia would order. Not that he's personally opposed to espresso and chocolate. All that's left is to wait for the barista, who is finishing up another customer's order.
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He gives the inside of the coffee shop a more critical look, his eyes narrowing into a thoughtful squint as he takes in the burnished equipment. "I know my way around an espresso machine," he says off-handed to Amelia, stepping up to the counter as if he's visited this place every day of his life. Overall, he's impressed with the café's vibe, but he'll reserve his final decision until he tries one of their drinks.
Which, he decides, will be a mocha, because that's probably what Adia would order. Not that he's personally opposed to espresso and chocolate. All that's left is to wait for the barista, who is finishing up another customer's order.