He sat in the corner, a pile of books on the floor. He had an extra-large black coffee, split into two cups. He tore open a stack of sugar packets and poured the contents into one of the cups. Adding more he reached for the stir stick.
"You dropped it," a voice stated from his right.
He looked up. One of the workers held a stir stick with a napkin. "I got you a new one."
"Thank you," he muttered.
"I like magic," she stated. She pointed at the book on top of the stack.
"Wanna see a magic trick?"