Kendra opened the cupboard, peeked inside, and uttered a scream of horror.

"MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAX!!!!!"

Max came slowly into the kitchen, shaking violently and rapidly.  "Y-y-y-y-yes, K-k-k-kendra?" she asked sounding like a shopping cart rattling over an uneven grocery store parking lot at a high speed.

Kendra's eyes had a neurotic glint that would have terrified anybody but the intrepid Max.  "Where is
my coffee?" she squeaked desperately.  "I just bought a jar of instant coffee granules yesterday!
Where are they??"

She looked up and noticed Max's shaking.

"My God, Max--are you having another seizure?"

"N-n-n-n-no," Max stuttered. "I m-m-m-made e-e-e-e-espresso."
 
 
 

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