Satisfied with Caspar's acceptance of his drink, Farel gives one more nod to the Cylon before turning his focus back to the espresso machine. A contraption this needlessly shiny and complicated requires his full attention when he cleans it.

Amelia raises an eyebrow at Caspar over her drink. "You're not going to get one for yourself?" Wasn't that half the reason for coming here? He tossed out the vending machine coffee, after all. A beat as sh ponders something. "Or do you need someone else to buy her a coffee so that she doesn't feel so overwhelmed by more gifts from you?"

That is most definitely an offer, if Caspar is wondering. The grin and small wink the rogue throw at him should help clarify that.