“So does your business have a name?” “Ah.” He blushed and sat back in his seat. “It does. I think. But it might sound stupid. I don’t know yet. I’ve had a logo done but I’m having second thoughts . . .” “Why?” He shrugged. “It might be . . . immature. I dunno.” “What is it?” I was more than curious now. “Kopi Kat.” He tapped his fingertip on the table and chewed on his lip.
