A waitress hurried over, datapad in hand.
"We'd like two coffees," said Luke. "Mine, I want a medium-roast blend of Columbian and Mocha, finely ground and filtered, with real cream (not half-and-half) and Demerara sugar. Serve it in a bone china service, preferably Spode, and with a hallmarked silver spoon. And my friend here will have instant ersatz coffee, half-disolved in tepid water, served with artificial cream and synthetic sugar in a melamine cup, no saucer, with a styrene spoon, please."
"Two coffees," she said, and said it again, firmly, when she served them.
"Well she got yours right, Rickwood."