Chapter 14: Hestia’s Hearth Café
Kazi loved the colour pink. It was a far cry from the typical dull colours of black and brown. Amongst the various cafes in the Food Sector, "Hestia's Hearth Café" stood out for its colour and layout as a welcoming haven with lovingly pink charm. Cozy nooks held plush chairs and small tables, inviting patrons to unwind. Outside or inside, the scent of freshly brewed coffee and baked goods wafted through the air.
William sipped on his cup of coffee and sighed as the taste left his lips. "Ahh~! Double-doubles are the best."
Two sugar, two cream—that was how William drank his coffee. Kazi's option was somehow stronger than the teenage Canadian; a black espresso so strong and bitter that it would cause an ordinary person to spit it out.
Kazi was no ordinary man.
"We should talk about ourselves." Kazi noted the place was buzzing with women. No time like now to talk about themselves. "I guess you know the basics. I'm Kazi Hossain, I'm from Bangladesh and I worked as an archeologist. Well, formally, I was an assistant but I was pretty much an official one."
"What school did you go to?" Sun-young had opted for no drinks so she could question him without pause.
"Like a bunch. Mostly trade schools and stuff. Technical Institute of Electrical Engineering, Carpentry Craftsmanship Academy, Plumbing and Pipefitting Training Center, Automotive Mechanic School, Culinary Arts Institute, Masonry Craft Academy—"
"Why would you subjugate yourself to that much schooling?" William's joke implied he didn't fully believe him. "Hold on, you went to a culinary school? So you're an actual certified chef?"
"Yep!"
"So you know how this coffee is made?"
"Yep!"