She was already at her station, and he was standing in front of her, holding the menu and pointing to the particular coffee he wanted that day. "Can I have this coffee?" The man's eyes still didn't leave her alone, and she felt awkward about it. "Which one, sir?" Hera teased. "Do you mean Lianne Coffee Ala Latte?" As soon as the man nodded, Trixie started giggling, which almost knocked her over in excitement. "I mean, espresso," the man said, then paid for what he had ordered and went to his seat. Her two colleagues were trying hard not to scream and poke her, while she just shrugged them off. Then Lianne remembers that this man is a hockey player. "Sir?" She went to his seat and stood in front of him. The man sat near the window, his entire attention focused on the phone. "Yeah?" he asked, looking at her. "You are a hockey player, right?" "Hmm?" "Are you acquainted with Zyd Caiden McCluskey?" For a brief moment, the man, as well as her two colleagues, were taken aback by her
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