The weary Sten sat down at a table at the cafe and a waitress quickly came to take his order. "Hi, my name is Ally, and I'll be your waitress for today. How may I help you?" She was a fair brunette with decent bust and green eyes.

Sten gave her a bloodshot stare. "Coffee, black, two of them." She nodded once, clearly disturbed by his eyes, wrote down the order and scurried off.

He sat back to relax. The day was fairly nice, a few clouds in the sky, and a nice breeze. Then something caught his eye, Lucy was there and she was sitting with another student he didn't recognize. He smiled and waved. They seemed to be getting along nicely. He then altered his gaze to the waitress as she returned with the coffee. "Thanks." He needed this caffeine more than anything. All-nighters just weren't his cup of tea.

He took a swig of the bitter drink and smiled. That was heaven. The scorching hot liquid energy that he so loved. He waved the waitress back. "I'll have a bagel to go with this too. Umm... an onion bagel with cream cheese on the side." She wrote down the order, smiled, and said. "I'll be right back with that."

Another swig. Now he felt alive instead of zombified. He saw Lucy and the other guy leave and go off into separate directions. Another swig. Ah good old caffeine. The waitress came back with the bagel. "Can I get you anything else?" She was so sweet and polite. Sten shook his head with a smile. "Nah, I'm good now. Thank you." She smiled and went off to take care of the other customers.

He finished the first drink with a great big grin. He then tore the bagel in half and dipped it in the dish of cream cheese that it came with. Chomp. Mmmmm. That mello sweetness of the cream cheese combined with the bitterness of the coffee sent chills down his spine and on top of that the spice of the onion. He just loved it. Last night had been long, but it had been successful he felt, and now he could find the energy to have pride in it. He just loved putting together puzzles like this. A few pieces were still missing, but he had a feeling that he was close to connecting all the dots. Sten took another bite of his food while his brain mismatched metaphors.

He began his second drink, which contained as much zing as the previous mug. The drink had cooled down so he could drink it quicker than the last, and he did in fact drain the mug within seconds. The flavor almost knocked him out. He scarfed down the rest of his bagel and waved the waitress over to pay the bill. "I'll take the bill now." She came back with it after a few moments and he paid it with a handsome tip as well. He had a new piece to slide into his puzzle: Michael Faye. This game was become an elaborate work of intrigue.

He hustled back to his room to add another note to his bulletin board. "Michael Faye knows the true identity of Black King and they're close. He may know her plans." He stuck it right under, "Black King has a game changing plan." He stepped back and stared at his masterpiece taking a proud stance. He was bursting with so much energy that it wouldn't be surprising if his neighbors or any passerby in the hallway felt it through the walls.