Prompt Post - Part Eight [CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS]
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After school and before superhero-ing a couple of the Young Justice members have taken to stopping at their local Starbucks to grab a cup of Joe to fuel the rest of their day. It was a tradition started before the beginning of the team with Robin, Kaldur and Wally. As the team formed and the others started attending school as well Robin decided that it was only fair if they invited the others to partake in this tradition. It would be a good bit of team bonding. That was how Conner ended up standing in a long line in the cozy little cafe filled with too-small chairs and matching tables. However the most peculiar thing Conner noticed was the things people were saying to each other. It was like a secret code or some foreign language Conner couldn't understand (which was strange since he was programmed with Earth's thirty six major languages).
"Conner you should figure out what you want. It's almost our turn." M'gann drew his attention to the menu printed on the boards on the wall behind the counter. Conner scanned the multitude of drinks and became rather confused as to why there were so many names for the same thing - coffee. Even more mind boggling was the sizes it would appear that he had no option but a large. The prices were quite outrageous for some flavored water and milk.
"Venti triple espresso five pump chocolate chip mocha Frappaccino with extra whip and drizzle." Conner heard Wally order and saw Robin make a face.
"Your usual diabetes in a cup?" Robin teased. To Conner's surprise the teen behind the counter repeated the gibberish Wally spouted while scribbling on a plastic cup: 3,5,XM XWC, JCF before handing it to the person who was making and somehow the drink maker was able to repeat the same combination of words just by looking at the scribbles.
“Grande-three-N-C!” Robin told the person at the counter. Conner noticed the teen’s name tag read: Chad.
“Don’t try to test me kid. I’ve been a barista for five years. Triple grande non-fat cappuccino.” Chad said smugly, “Aren’t you a little young to be getting coffee kid?” Chad asked in this stuck up annoying voice. “Would you like that child temp?” The older teens stifled a giggle Robin just scowled. Robin’s drink: 3, N, C.
One by one the others ordered their drinks. Kaldur ordered: S, OMBS. Artemis asked for a SFV, 1%, LtF, CM and M’gann got CR, curls, WMCF whatever that meant. Soon it was Conner’s turn to order, watching the others order didn’t really help much.
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