I'm not quite the coffeehouse type. Maybe because I have this image of a goateed, cappuccino-sipping member of the intelligentsia as my archetypal model of "the coffeehouse type" in my mind. I'm pretty sure that such people do not exist in the reality that you and I occupy.
First off, I'm probably looking in the wrong place (a Starbucks), if the sighting of such a mythical beast is my yen. Looking around, it would appear that mere mortals frequent such an establishment as this. There is a definite lack of chess-playing, symphony-composing, revolution-fomenting bohemians in my midst. I'm disappointed.
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We should play the part then. Aren't you taking acting classes? A large part of my high school life was spent in the theater. I'll bring the chess set.
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