The Barista
03- The Barista- Encore

He was back all right. The very next day in fact.

He came rushing into the shop shortly after 6 am. Once again there wasn't anyone
there yet; most of my regulars don't start showing up until 6:30.

"Miss, I am so sorry!" He says apoplectically slapping down a five-dollar bill in front
of me.

"No worries!" I say with a smile. See? Told ya he'd be back. "And the name is
Kira." Ooo- feeling frisky this morning are we?

"Kira." He says trying out my name. "I didn't forget to pay on purpose, honest. I
just sometimes get wrapped up in things and forget…" I quickly hold up a hand to
stop his apology.

"No worries.." I leave it open-ended. Name please.

"Daniel." Excellent.

"Daniel." I finish. "I figured you'd be back eventually. Can I get you an
Americano?"

"Big hurry I'm afraid. Just a cup of coffee please."

"French or Italian roast?"

"Ooo- choices! Half of each please." I laugh. Daniel, you're all right.

I quickly give him his coffee and ring up yesterday's drink as well as today's. Before
I can give him his change, Daniel shakes his head.

"Keep it." I smile.

"Thanks."

"Have a good day Kira." He says as he turns on his heel and quickly walks out the
front door.

"You too Daniel!" I call after him. Yep, I like my 6 am coffee guy.