[Another morning at the Brew Wars DMZ]
Kilgore: Smell that? You smell that?
Lance: What?
Kilgore: Fresh ground Colombian coffee, son. Nothing in the world smells like that.
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kneels]
Kilgore: I love the smell of coffee in the morning. You know, one time we had a coffeemaker we brewed, for 12 hours. When it was all over, I walked up. I didn't find one cup, not one lousy cup left. The smell, you know that rich aromatic smell, the whole bean. Smelled like... victory. Someday this war's gonna end... I'm gonna open me a coffee shop...call it VictoryBucks ...StarBean or something like that.
(thwoop-thwoop-thwoop-thwoop-thwoop-thwoop)...our taxi's here...don't forget your thermos!!
[
Kilgore unhappily walks off]