THE BREW (Caffeine Protocols)

  ?Americano / Cappuccino ... 400

  ?Espresso ... 350

  ?Caffe Latte (Plain 400 / Matcha 450)

  ?The Golden Blend ... 600

  ?A stoic masterpiece. Kilimanjaro base, spiked with Guatemala and Robusta. The only thing in this life the Professor executed exactly according to plan.

  ?House Blends (Hot: Machine Roasted / Ice: Charcoal Roasted)

  ?Mocha-based playfulness for the weary soul.

  ?THE INFUSIONS (Teas)

  ?The Trinity (3 types of Black Tea) ... 400

  ?Eight-Treasure Chrysanthemum ... 450

  ?A complex bio-mix: Dragon-eye, Silver Ear, Hawthorn, and Jujube.

  ?Sencha Fusion ... 450

  ?The Alchemist’s Herb ... 400

  ?Choose your remedy: Chamomile, Fennel, Jasmine, or Kuromoji.

  ? THE RATIONS (Food)

  ?The 10cm Monolith Toast ... 650

  A case of literary theft: this tale is not rightfully on Amazon; if you see it, report the violation.

  ?A breakfast set. 10cm thick toast with 2 homemade jams of your choice. Comes with a drink.

  ?The Sandwiches

  ?Pastrami & Cucumber Omelet ... 400

  ?Prosciutto, Cheese & Tomato Waffle-Sandwich ... 500

  ?The Pasta Circuits (Arrabbiata, Shrimp Cream, Bolognese, Carbonara) ... 750

  ?THE CLASSIFIED MENU (Underground Only)

  ?JUPITER

  A gas giant of vanilla ice and caramel floating in a void of black coffee. Experience heat and cold, sweetness and bitterness, in one cosmic collision.

  ?THE GOLDEN PATH (Kindo-ka)

  The legendary "Golden Mold" tea. Born from a shipwreck where the waves doubled its fragrance. Named after the sage who counseled the Emperor Gyo.

  ?PAPRIKA (A.K.A. Alice in Wonderland)

  [WARNING: CONTAINS ALCOHOL]

  No illegal substances—just pure, liquid dreaming. The formula is classified. Ask the Doctor if you dare to know the truth.

  ?Perched on a jagged cliff overlooking a literal ocean of trees, the Tiger-Lock Mansion used to be the definition of "middle of nowhere." To get there, you’ve got one path—a single, sketchy trail snaking up the rock. It was a fortress of solitude until the Doctor finally cracked and opened a cafe, the one and only bridge between his high-brow seclusion and the rest of civilization.

  ?The goal? Simple. Track down the five elements for life. We’ve got Fire, Earth, Wind, and Water. But that fifth piece? Still MIA.

  ?With next year’s research budget circling the drain, the Doctor decided to get "creative" with his financing so he wouldn't have to stress about the bills. Hence, the cafe.

  ?"Hey, you ever heard of 'Pre-emptive Sima Yi'?"

  ?The Doctor was back on the chat, fishing for feedback on the cafe’s opening. The first ping came in hot.

  ?"Say what now?"

  ?That was Terumi, the resident veteran—the oldest soul in the Doctor’s crew.

  ?"Pre-emptive... what? Like, a staged play?" the Doctor typed, squinting at the screen.

  ?"Wrong. Sima Yi."

  ?"Never heard of it in my life!"

  ?"Hah! I’d hope not. I literally just made it up."

  ?Was he picking a fight? The Doctor started to wonder, but then it hit him—that sudden, frantic realization.

  ?The customers. They’re here.