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All I want is a cup of coffee!

Admiral Kathryn Janeway walked into the Starbucks on the Starfleet Academy grounds. "Morning Admiral! How can I help you?" the cheery attendant asked.

"I would like a plain, black coffee please."

The attendant's face took on a worried look, "What do you want ma'am?"

"Plain black coffee."

"I'm afraid we don't have any. Would you like a raktajino instead?"

Janeway rolled her eyes, "What kind of coffee shop doesn't have plain, black coffee?"

"If you don't want raktajino we have coffee in a lighter roast that's straight from Brazil. Or how about a flavored coffee? Or a tea?" the attendant babbled

"I want a glass of coffee! Not raktajino, not flavored coffee and not a glass of tea! Just a cup of plain, black coffee!"

"How about an espresso?" The attendant persisted

Janeway couldn't help wondering how many espressos the attendant had had that day. The attendant continued to talk,oblivious toJaneway's annoyance. "Maybe a latté? We make lovely lattés. Or an Italian soda?"

"ALL I WANT IS PLAIN, BLACK COFFEE! IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK!" Janeway loudly demanded.

By this point the manager had heard all the noise and had come to see what was going on. "Can I be of service Admiral?" he polity inquired.

"Yes you can." Janeway paused to catch her breath then continued, "I was attempting to buy acup of plain, black coffee but it doesn't seem to be sold here."

The manager thought deeply for a minute then brightened. "You mean an extra dark, extra strong pure Columbian blend of coffee beans roasted in water?"

"What?" Janeway asked. The manager was going to repeat it but Janeway held up her hand. "That is exactly what I was looking for."

The manager nodded to the attendant and within a few minutes Janeway had her coffee. "Would you like anything else ma'am?"

"Only a reminder of what all the proper words are next time I come in here." Janeway jokingly said and left the shop. Outside she took a sip and sighed. How was it that they had unlimited technology from the whole universe and they couldn't make a cup of plain, black coffee?

Fin.