It's quite a surprise that one of your most frequent customers has died. We suppose his wife will be unable to pay off that horrendous tab he ran up.... The others, like Lou, Babs, Flo, Sid and the lot of them should be at the wake. So if you can find time out of your busy entrepreneur's schedule, then please stop in the wake.
Snide Aside:
By the way, your little Manhattan coffeeshop, Comet Coffee, is quite the local for many
beatnick artists. This year, 1964,
has been your best year yet with the business.
You have become acquainted with a number of the regulars.
Babs is intriguing with her dark,
tragic cloud (especially that James screwed her over something terrible).
Lou is an actor, Sid,
a playwrite and Honeycat Steven is an experimental musician.
They are often trying new drugs, some of which you have tried.
Hallucination seems to be the big kick the past two years.
As the coffeshop's manager and primary employee,
there must be something quirky about you that really attracts the unusual crowd....