She follows him, hands in her pockets. "It seems like it should be easy." In theory she knows what she's supposed to do. It's just beans and hot water, right? But there has to be something more to it, otherwise people would just chuck coffee beans into a mug like tea leaves.

"When I was growing up we never cooked," she says. "We had dryads who served everything." So convenient, until you're an adult living on your own and don't know how to make spaghetti.