“Please tell me there is coffee." Aunt B grimaced. "They're already crazy. If I let them have coffee, they'd be bouncing off… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
Another head - and a black alpaca jacket and a serviette this time - to tell us coffee is ready. Not before… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
I'm here to tell you the coffee was hot, the orange juice was cold, New York's still there and Reagan National is… — Jim Gilmore Copy Share Image
Oh it's fantastic because I get to whip people like David into shape and tell them to go get me coffee. Kidding… — Debra Messing Copy Share Image
I'm obsessed - I couldn't even tell you how much coffee I drink in a day. — Kasie Hunt Copy Share Image
