"It's funny because you're the person I would last think who was a Starbucks kind of guy," he said quietly, leaning forward on his elbows on the counter and his hands wrapped around his cup but ignored the cookie. A weird thing for them to have in common. They did have remarkably little in common, the more he thought about it, but... a few. A few. Like this. Like JC.

"Hey, Simon? ...Why do you stay with us?" Peter turned his head to look at Simon, trying to understand him by watching those beautiful eyes and expressive face.