Cappuccino was true torment of her soul. She knew it wasn't all that healthy for her, but it energized which often was a blessing. Hundred of people to see a week in seemed, traveling dozens of miles through rough and sometimes unfriendly mountains; one had to have something to jazz up the insides and keep you alert at all times. Alice didn't want to think it has an addiction, she'd ignored the shaking and ragged feelings when too much time has past without. Curing it with more, sometimes just a simple cup of Joe, her second choice matchmaker for the soul.