"Yes, sir. Look, we're rather busy at the moment..."
"I'm the guy who shot out your window and I have to go guard a body on the
sidewalk. How much is a coffee to go?"
The man seemed to have to find a way to attach the two concepts in his mind
before he said, "Uh, just take one, sir."
"Thanks. Why not offer all those spooked people a cup, too? It'll look great
on your record if you take charge and keep them quiet and happy until all the
note-taking is finished."
The guy glanced at the group and seemed to realize that this was his
middle-management chance to achieve some favorable and potentially useful
self-publicity. He nodded and stepped behind the counter to draw Cade a coffee
as he called the attendant over.
"Yes, Mr. D'Angelo?" asked the attendant.
Handing the coffee to Cade, D'Angelo said, "Go ahead and open back up,
Manuel. Free coffee for anybody who's supposed to be in here until the cops are
gone."
"Yes, sir," said Manuel.
"Could I have an extra coffee?" asked Cade.
Manuel drew another coffee and handed it to him. Cade thanked him and headed
for the stairs to the street.
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