It's the most expensive coffee that we know about in the world.

That's what they do in Argentina. Have a little wine and talk. Then have some coffee and talk. Then, go back to the wine.

Townes van Zandt is the best songwriter in the whole world and I'll stand on Bob Dylan's coffee table in my cowboy boots and say that.

Want coffee?" I asked, as I headed that way.
"It's three thirty in the morning."
"Okay. Want coffee?

The next thing I remembered was Reyes smiling down at me as the sun filtered into his apartment, his hair mussed, his lids hooded with the thick remnants of sleep. I stretched as those three little words that every girl longs to hear slipped from his mouth with effortless ease. As though they did every day. As though they didn't mean the world to me.

With one corner of his mouth tipping sensually, he asked, "Want some coffee?"

And I fell.

I fell hard.

When you have a situation where there's a world shortage of coffee ... people get very emotional and they'll pay just about anything to get a hold of that coffee.