For the record Eva Stratt 100% 💯 ONE HUNDRED PERCENT had a starbucks installed on the Vat, because that is the Only place that calls a large coffee a Venti.
The only other option is she had that Army Soldier fighter-jetted to the main land to bring her back two venti starbuck coffees.
I wouldn't put it past her completely, I'm just saying its more efficient to have kidnapped her favorite barista.
IMAGINE you work for starbucks and the bosses bitch you ever served, same order of two venti blonde coffees: 3 shots added, two sugars, extra steamed cream, for the last four years comes in one morning after having been gone for months and she's looking so tired.
You're already starting her order over, something must have happened to the first, ripping open the sugar packets, a smile and nice greeting on the tip of your togue. You wanna ask were she's been, how she's doing, and she just looks at you, Men in Black filing in behind her.
"Hi Eva, I haven't seen yo-"
"Did you make this, Tiffany?"
And she plops down a venti coffee, with, sure enough, on the side is a cheery little pun, "Rise and Grind!" In your swirly hand.
Yeah you made that about half an hour ago, for some guy you figured was her assistant.
"Maybe..." you say, because she's seems... in a mood.
"Its perfect. I'm particularly impressed by that seeing as Carl ordered it with only three sugars and light cream."
And yeah the stickers wrong, but you just figured...
"Yeah well... I didn't want to get your intern fired."
"I haven't been here in seven months"
"It just wasnt... that difficult?" Frankly its not the only regular order that lives rent free in your head, but if it makes her feel special.
She nods satisfied. "I need you to come with me."
No one on the bar moves to help you but they've all gone quiet, listening.
"Um, well, I can't, I've got- the pull- invatory- in the back."
"Some one else will handle it. You make the best coffee, and you make it correctly and precisely everytime."
Yeah. No. You walk way. Nope. The cafe is still full of Suits, less so of customers. You resolutely ignore it, turning to the person on bar.
"The Shakens gets blonde espresso, Kevin" you say, dumping out their shots and queueing more with shaking fingers.
"They were blonde..." he mutters.
Oh my god, play along.
Eva has followed you, standing resolute on the other side of the plexi glass, undeterred.
"Your running away because your scared."
Ah yeah. Duh???
"I want you to work for me."
"Ah..." okay and full disclosure you know why Eva's been gone for 7 months, you watch the new, you've seen her face, you know the sun is dying, you know what she does. "But I'm just a barista..."
"Working on her doctorate in biomedical engineering,"
"Yeah working on- which I can't if I'm kidnapped for my coffee skills"
"Untrue, you will be serving some of the brightest minds in the field I'm sure they could assist you in your studies on your off hours."
"Serving- are you really asking me to come serve coffee in some top secret government facility!? Do you hear yourself, woman!?"
"Yes, you'll have access to the worlds top of the line espresso mach-"
I don't want that!?
"Hey, why is the drive thru line wrapped around the store!?" Oh great your manager's here now.
And no ones working.
"This lady's trying to poach Tiffany, for like area 51 or something" Kevin mutters.
"Tiffany Walker, make the moment right," your manager say, the final nail in your coffin. "Here you go ma'am, I'm so sorry about that." And he hands her a four dollar recovery card, like Eva Stratt doesn't own every bank in the world.
And now you live on a boat.
At least Eva lets you write swear words on the cups. "Lets kick some Ass-trophage today!" Is particularly popular.
[Part 2]
