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The Perk, Sunday Morning

You wanna know what wasn't meant to be used to make coffee? Lemonade. That was why Danny immediately spit out the sip he'd taken, gagging a little at the horrible, horrible crime that had been inflicted upon him here.

Sadly for him, literally everything was now lemonade flavored.

Today was a bad day on all new levels. And he hadn't even tried to take a shower this morning to see how it could only get worse!

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Some people needed caffeine in order to be functional in the morning no matter how much sleep they got. And then there were some people who needed an average of about three hours of sleep in order to wake up fully refreshed and chipper, no caffeine required.

Guess which one Liam was?

Anyway. He was in here for baked goods, today, rather than beverages. And sure, technically JGoB had a better selection but the Perk was closer, so. Though the barista eyerolling at him and mouthing 'Seriously?' as he picked out a lemon-filled danish gave him pause, he had to admit.

"You look like you're in a good mood," Liam observed, giving Danny a once-over.

YOU WERE A MONSTER, LIAM.

"They made the coffee with lemonade," Danny said with a accusatory look at the barista. Who was jaded about these things happening in this town. You wanted coffee made of mulled wine? They'd make it. Lemonade? Sure, why not?

LISTEN, BEING PARTIALLY ENERGY-BASED HAD TO HAVE A PERK OR TWO (no pun intended) OKAY.

"On purpose?" Liam had to ask. "Or was it just... one of those things that happen?"

He was betting the latter, because that explained the reaction to his ordering something lemon-y.

"One of those things." Aww, Danny was resigned to it! It was like he really was settling in here.

"That sounds almost like you're getting used to it," Liam couldn't help crowing.

"Resignation isn't getting used to anything," Danny countered sullenly.

“Acceptance of the inevitable?” Liam countered with a shrug. “I dunno, seems like ‘getting used to it’ to me.”

"Pretty sure that's slander," Danny said, but at least he was bickering about this. The bickering was how he showed friendship!

“Pretty sure I’m not going around damaging your reputation,” Liam shot back.

You know, his reputation as an arrest-happy cop. Danny had kinda done that one to himself.

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Rosa knew it was hopeless, njy she thought maybe, just maybe, she'd swing by the Perk in case this lemonade thing was just an MHA pipes issue or something, only to be greatly disappointed. But also a bit skeptical.

"If you guys did have properly running water, would you tell me?"

That eyeroll was all she needed for an answer and she grunted, planningnher next step, which involved heading over to T&C and attempting to buy them out of every jug and bottle of water they had in stock while marveling over the fact that she actually decided to come BACK to this island.

But not before noticing Danny there and quirking up her chin. "Willaims."

Actually greeting someone she actively disliked? Maybe the time away really had changed her. Or she was gremlin bit. Or a pod person.

Or she figured he was pretty miserable about this lemonade situation and wanted to bask a little in it.

Yeah. It was probably that one.

"Diaz," he replied once he got that awful, awful taste out of his mouth. Somewhere they probably did this on purpose. Probably Williamsburg.

"You know," Rosa said, tilting her head, not leadingly at all, no, "I'm actually really surprised..."

Danny turned his focus on her, raising and eyebrow like he just knew this wasn't going to go anywhere he liked. He had a sixth sense for things that would end up annoying him.

It was a talent.

"I'd have expected you'd have at least one of those baristas in cuffs by now for crimes against coffee," Rosa offered. "You're not getting soft, are you?"

Danny sighed, not even sure what he'd expected out of this. "Right," he said, letting the word get dragged out into a drawl. "Maybe next time."

"Oh, come on." Rosa's brow furrowed. "It's no fun if you're just going to be sad about it. Tell you what. If you ask nicely, maybe I'll help you build a case against them, but I do have to warn you. It'll cost you this time."

"Your enjoyment was paramount in my mind," Danny assured her dryly. "I thought you resigned."

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Duke hadn't been back to the Rouge yet. Even knowing that Octavia was staying with Lucifer right now. He'd been staying in the empty apartment over the diner, but had been unable to get a proper cup of coffee there. So he came here.

"Please tell me the lemonade thing is just my diner being cute."

The barista shook his head sadly. Duke dropped his head and nodded miserably.

"Yeah. That figures."

Duke. Duke, that was sadder than living in a hotel room.

"Duke," Danny said with a little head nod of a greeting. He was drinking his coffee out of sheer, caffeine addicted stubbornness. One day he'd learn of butter in coffee and find something worse than this.

Was it, though?

"Shortstop," Duke greeted. He gave Danny's cup a disgusted look. "Tell me you're not drinking the lemonade-coffee."

"It's this or I punch someone for not getting my morning coffee." It might have been a joke?

"Well then. By all means." Who was he to tell anyone else what to do? Clearly his own judgement couldn't be trusted. "This some kind of catholic guilt thing for you?"

Danny gave the coffee a look of pure annoyance. "Not really into the religion thing, honestly," he said, turning that look on Duke. "You tryin' to keep me from commenting on how you look like hell?"

Also radio.

"The showers are also spewing lemonade." Sure, that was definitely the entire reason.

Duke hadn't caught up on radio yet, so he had no idea what it may or may not have said. Instead he just shrugged belligerently and got his own horrifying lemonade drink.

And tossed in a bit of something from his flask. It wasn't like he could make this beverage any worse after all.

Danny sighed, giving him such an unimpressed look. Because it was like you were begging him to motherhen here or something.

"Take a seat before you fall over."