Not from the pot

Can’t Be Bothered flew in to spend the week with me and, since Not So Little Man was also visiting, she got to spend the week with him as well.

MiniMe is a fan of both of them and stopped by to say hello. As we were comparing schedules and attempting to spend more time together, we decided the best plan would be to meet for coffee the next morning. “I am so excited for coffee tomorrow,” Not So Little Man exclaimed. “What do you mean?” Can’t Be Bothered asked. “This morning when I asked if you wanted coffee you said didn’t like it.” “I like coffee, just not from a coffee pot,” he replied. “Where do you think the coffee at the coffee shop comes from?” she asked him. Before he could answer, MiniMe asked a question, “What do you usually get?” “White chocolate mocha,” Not So Little Man proudly replied.

At this point, the maniacal laughter ensued. The only person not MLOLing was Not So Little Man. “I’m not staying here ever again,” he told them. To his defense, ‘mocha’ doesn’t really sound like ‘coffee,’ rather, it sounds like some sort of chocolate that starts with the letter ‘m’ and it is really just a variation of latte, so it is a bit confusing.

In the end, Not So Little Man agreed to return some day and we decided to grab brunch. not just coffee. “You know, they will have coffee, from a pot, at the restaurant,” Can’t Be Bothered advised Not So Little Man. “Hey, Tony!” was his reply.