Jonathon strolls into the bar after a long series of deliveries. Though tired and worn out, he stops in his tracks as a long forgotten aroma wafts across his face.
"What is that heavenly smell?" Jonathon asks the bartender. The bartender replies with a grin "Why, That's the shipment of coffee that Mr. Warbucks brought in last week"
"Coffee?!!, That's not coffee!, That is heaven on Earth!" Jonathon exclaims. "Please, set me up a carafe of it. I'll be over at my normal table"
Jonathon walks over to his table near the back with a slight spring in his step. As he sits down, he recollects what he has been drinking these past weeks with a shudder. "Freeze dried, artificial, simulated, synthetic , almost but not quite ,crap that they call coffee. Never again!"
As Jonathan breathes in the aroma and takes his first sip, his face lights up with a smile.
...After a while Jonathon makes a note in his wrist computer.. Send a thank you note to Mr. Warbucks, and an inquiry where this most outstanding coffee could be found..
With a sigh as the last drop is consumed, Jonathon gets up and heads back to work....
