“I settled for a cup of coffee. Only it wasn't coffee. It was a coffee substitute made by grinding up dandelion roots. The idea was that it wouldn't keep you awake, and it's always seemed to me that the only thing coffee really has going for it is that it will keep you awake.”
“I noticed John had brought along a thermos of his coffee, this “favor” already qualifying as an all-nighter. I admit, the horrific burning sensation really did keep you awake.”
“I could either buy one missile, or 88,000 cups of coffee. Both would wake me up, but the coffee would also wake up North Korea. I’ll go with the coffee. ”
“I like instant gratification. It’s like instant coffee, only it won’t keep you up all night.”
“It's a coffee cup."She could hear the irritation in her own voice. "I know it's a coffee cup.""I can't wait till you draw something really complicated, like the Brooklyn Bridge or a lobster. You'll probably send me a singing telegram.”
“Do you find it erotic how my pants bulge in the crotch, where I keep my coffee cup?”