[Diego is sitting calmly in the corner table near the window at Common Grounds, a classy little coffee house not far from the government offices where he works. There are seven empty cups of coffee on the table and one more full one in his hand
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Five minutes and I'll be there. I'll bring an ambulance.
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[She chuckles quietly as she stands, glancing about the store. The police are finally starting to pull up. She starts counting off how many cups there are.]
I'll have the lab sample all of them and we'll mark them down. The forensic team should be here shortly as well.
[She sighs.]
People just can't keep calm for a moment these days.
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[He seems to be staring at the counter, as though wondering if it would be out of line to order another cup or two to go before he heads out.]
Everything was calm to begin with. Then the two men started to panic about something or another.
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[Diego spots an untouched glass of iced coffee sitting on one of the tables nearby. He picks it up, glances at it, smells it, then takes a sip, casually.]
Hm. Not this one. [Score.]
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Diego, stop. You're not going to test every single one of these.
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Another sip, and he pauses thoughtfully.]
It's less than 20 minutes old. I received my last cup around half an hour ago, and the one before it fifteen minutes before that. That means the drugging happened between those time frames.
[He checks his watch.] Between 4:15 and 4:40.
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...Whatever was in those cups, it's fast-acting.
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If it was in the coffee itself, these would all be tainted. It must have been in the water from the espresso machine.
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[She sets her NV down and heads over to it, grabbing a cup. She pours out some water into it and smells it.]
If it is, it's odorless.
[She sets the cup down and eyes it for a moment. And then she dips her finger in it and tastes it.]
And flavorless.
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No, it had a definite bitter taste to it. Enough for me to notice it in the flavor of the coffee. [Probably not enough for a random person to taste, though. Diego could likely tell if you dipped your finger in a cup of coffee.]
I wonder where it came from, then. Or if it was meant to target someone.
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Beats me. Did you notice them doing anything? Eating anything with their coffee?
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[He steps behind the counter to have a look around. Typical coffeehouse fare here, too. A few racks of freshly washed coffee cups, the espresso machine, the tins of coffee ready to be scooped into it, a small fridge for the milk and a big sugar bowl with a spoon in it.]
Wouldn't have been the milk or sugar, or else it wouldn't have ended up in mine. Maybe it was a certain blend.
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[She glances down at the cups just sitting there, taking them all in. While there's nothing in them, per say, they always could have had something.]
...I'll speak with the barista.
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[All the while, he'd been sitting calmly in the corner, trying to enjoy his drink.]
The people near the doors bolted, but the rest of us were more or less stuck.
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[She grabs her NV to mark that down as well.]
Is there anything else you can tell me?
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