Griff's face fell at seeing not!Brooke working at the bar. More because she wasn't Brooke than because he didn't like her. In reality, he didn't know the girl and probably shouldn't judge but that was how his day was going.

Stuck in a foul mood all afternoon had made Griff desperate for both his coffee and something to make him less...there. "Any way you know of making coffee very alcoholic, very fast?"