Challenge #01676-D215: Starter Fuel
The morning cup of coffee, the snack brought from the little shop nearby, whatever gets you going in the morning. -- Anon Guest
It was a booth called, Eat Drink Good Morning and there was one strategically placed in all the tram stops near residential areas. According to the advertising on its exterior, it boasted "everything you need to start your day".
Shayde decided to put that to the test. Besides, she'd had a horrible night and needed her variety of pick-me-up. Not the all-nighter special. She'd had that exactly once when she was fourteen and woken up in hospital a week later.
"What will it be, Ambassador?" said the server at the counter.
Shayde was ready. She'd been studying the menu. "Gimmie the biggest an' strongest super-caramel whip frappe ye got an' half a dozen scotch eggs. Wi' cream cheese sauce. Thanks."
The frappe was a solid liter and a half. Not counting all the whipped cream. And the scotch eggs were floating in an edible bowl half full of cream cheese. Shayde let them keep the change from an Hour. With her non-magical blessings.
The scotch eggs were perfect. The right amount of sausage mince. Perfectly crisp breading. And the cream cheese surrounding it was downright sinful. The frappe woke her with the cold and kept her upright with the pure sugar before the coffee kicked in. She ended up drinking half of it before she got to her office.
The only problem seemed to be that Rael couldn't understand her owing to the fact that she was talking too fast.
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