“Do you know eight cups of coffee in a row is bad for you?” Rose asked, examining her nails for any errors.
“Do you know eight cups of coffee in a row is bad for you?” Jack mocked, in an amusing, high pitched voice while waiting for his coffee to be prepared. The man behind the counter chuckled, bending down to gather more coffee beans.
“You know, you could try to be nicer to her Jack,” the mysterious man said, sitting on the other side of the bar, “she’s just trying to look out for you.” Three pairs of eyes shifted over to the mysterious man in awe as if they were shocked to hear him speak, let alone defend Rose.
“Hey! mind your business!” Jack exclaimed, slamming his fists down on the table, making a huge, visible crack in the counter.
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Confusion washed all over Jack and Rose’s faces while they were waiting for an answer.
“Should we tell them where their fate will lie in the next twenty minutes?” the mysterious man smiled sinisterly while speaking to the man behind the counter.
“Yes, I agree that we should, but let’s tell them our names first. They won’t be able to tell anyone after tonight.” he said, hopping over the counter to join the mysterious man. Jack and Rose exchanged horrified looks, and then returned their attention back towards the two men, who they classified as crazy now.
“You sir, are a genius!” the mysterious man admitted while pointing towards the other man.
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