HN101
Branch [Long Island]
Date [2021-01-21]
Server [Manager No. 3]
Beverage [London Fog]
File Reference [HN101]
Looks like we’ve got another customer nearby looking for a London Fog. Someone out in the Rocky Point Pine Barrens. That’s… about all I know for now. No. 7 is heading out later today to check it out. It’s definitely a comfort food situation, though—several tourists exploring the forest reported feeling seriously freaked out in that specific way only London Fog drinkers seem to cause.
Once No. 7 gathers more intel, I want No. 1124 to take a look at the evidence and see if they can figure out which London Fog drinker we’re dealing with. You’ve clearly got a connection with the RRBT, and I’m guessing you don’t totally hate the taste of bergamot, right? I mean, let’s be real—the Cafe and Diner doesn’t hire people that often, especially since the Crisis. We’ve been slammed. But you seem like the kind of person who’s got a thing for Earl Grey and steamed milk and that’s exactly why I hired you.
Out of the ten London Fog drinkers we’ve encountered so far, I’m only really concerned about the seventh and eighth ones. The rest? Harmless enough. If it’s the eighth kind of customer (and Bird knows our cosmic luck with that number), it might end up being more of a Long Beach problem. Definitely seems like the kind of thing No. 0 would want to take care of personally. And if No. 7’s investigation points to it being a matching No. 7-type customer? Well, that’s probably going to turn into a whole Long Island Branch affair, not just a solo project for you, No. 1124. But if there’s one thing, I’ve learned in the five years I’ve been in the coffee business, it’s that you just gotta grind the beans, pour the water, and see how it all brews and make adjustments as you go!
What’s the worst that can happen?