[Considering the fact that his leg is bouncing and his fingers are drumming on his backpack in his lap, it's probably not a bad idea that she skipped the caffeine. He's excited to go and also nervous about the conversation he needs to have with her. But he still manages a grin and he's practically launching himself to his feet, stopping so he doesn't overbalance and fall on his ass as he takes the cup from her.]
I guess I can forgive you just this once. [But he's taking a sip, clearly satisfied with himself.] So how're we gonna get there?
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I guess I can forgive you just this once. [But he's taking a sip, clearly satisfied with himself.] So how're we gonna get there?