A Failure of a Spider - Or - Location, Location, Location

Hugh – So, how did it go?

Jared – How did what go?

Hugh – The play. Hold on a sec, will ya? The coffee’s ready at the counter-thing.

Jared – (Nods once, casts eyes down, stews for no goddamn reason)

Hugh – I don’t know which is which. What did you get?

Jared – Just a black coffee.

Hugh – Huh. Well, they definitely didn’t give us one of those. I’ve got two frothy milk things. (Yells, over his shoulder) Hey man, yo? (Hugh holds both cups of coffee up in the air).

Barista – Sorry ma’am, just a moment....