John looks at Crane as if he has two heads and the line grinds to a halt, not for the first time that morning. There is a lot more to the world of coffee and pastries than John ever cared to know.

He grabs a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerated cooler, drops it onto the counter in front of Crane and watches it silently for a long moment before responding.

"Looks pretty still to me. That'll be five dollars."