[i][color=00aeef]What a fuckin' shithole.[/color][/i]

Juliet stood outside the shop with her skateboard in hand, practically scoffing in her mind why some people would wanna hang at a place that looked like it was visited by the SS during [i]Kristallnacht[/i], but then again, those were probably the kinda people who thrashed in some dude's basement to a crappy PA system, jumped off of rooftops, and lit walls on fire after sniffing the gas fumes.  In short, her kinda people.

She strolled into the shop up to the counter.  The music was...okay, if you were the sort of techno dweeb who jerked off to the final scene of Blade Runner, but Juliet figured the pleb hipster couldn't hear her over it...

So she reached over to the laptop...and slammed it shut.

[color=00aeef]"Yo, hipster!  How much for a cup?"[/color]