Fireside 2: Coffee
Make yourself comfortable by the fire, and we'll chinwag as good friends do. No need to apologise for just dropping in. I was kind of expecting you. That's why the mug of coffee is waiting on the table. Where's mine? Missing in action! Ha, ha, ha! Actually, I've just run out. That mug is the very last of it until I go shopping. Not the same brand, mind! I found out too late its been recalled – contaminated somehow. Which explains these strange stomach cramps I've been getting. And the nausea. Not to mention the diarrhoea. But, oh, I tell you, the diarrhoea is chronic!
It could be catching – the doctor wasn't sure. Though he said it should be all right as long as I thoroughly cleaned the cups. And sterilized them in scalding water. Which, of course, I did. But come to think of it, I forgot to disinfect the mug you're holding.
Oh, dear, now I feel ill – I think I'm going to spew. You'll have to excuse me – just enjoy your coffee while I go and be sick. I might be a while. Got to go to the toilet, too – urgently! Oh, no need for me to see you out? You'd forgotten again about that damn steam kettle boiling on the stove? Never mind, some other time! Yes, goodbye to you, too. Drive carefully. Bye!
Wish these thoughtless freeloaders wouldn't land when I'm almost out of coffee. Ahhhh, this really is a premium drop! Talk about heavenly bliss in a steaming mug. Simply lip smacking!