She said, “Two?”

And I stood there for about three seconds and could not answer, and she waited, which is a thing she does about forty times a day for people in a hurry and which she was doing for a different reason.

I said, “Two, please.”

She made them.

Medium with sweet cream, small black.

She would not take my money and I put it in the tin on the counter and she let me.

And then I carried both of them over to the concrete ledge by the brick pillar where he used to set up the stool, and I sat down on it.