Half the stuff that comes outta your mouth gets me second-guessing shit.
[Hank shoved his hands in his coat pockets as they walked.]
Coffee? Normal? Let’s fuckin’ hope so.
[When they did finally get to the aforementioned coffee truck, it was, perhaps surprisingly, not flying.
Yet.
The coffee truck was a golden yellow, with “COFFEE” and a little picture of a steaming mug plastered across the front.
Predictably, it was also staffed by another robot.
Hank thinned his eyes. It wasn’t going to be some weird coffee, was it? Might as well try, yeah? Couldn’t kill him, right?
Ha.
To the robot at the coffee truck, Hank said:]
Gimme a… black coffee, yeah? You got that here, right?
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Half the stuff that comes outta your mouth gets me second-guessing shit.
[Hank shoved his hands in his coat pockets as they walked.]
Coffee? Normal? Let’s fuckin’ hope so.
[When they did finally get to the aforementioned coffee truck, it was, perhaps surprisingly, not flying.
Yet.
The coffee truck was a golden yellow, with “COFFEE” and a little picture of a steaming mug plastered across the front.
Predictably, it was also staffed by another robot.
Hank thinned his eyes. It wasn’t going to be some weird coffee, was it? Might as well try, yeah? Couldn’t kill him, right?
Ha.
To the robot at the coffee truck, Hank said:]
Gimme a… black coffee, yeah? You got that here, right?