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The Daxamite grinned, watching as she brought the coffee mug up to her lips and sipped. “Coffee’s good. My preference is more for anything alcoholic, but Kara has me hooked on those latte drinks she gets in the morning.”
“Latte?” Eliza repeated amused, putting down the mug with an easy smile. “I’d have figured you for a black coffee drinker myself, if I’d have to guess. My habit is the remnant of too many crammed study lessons, I’m afraid,” she admitted playfully, “any decent scientist should tell you the same.”















