De ja Vouz all over again

9:50am and I have the Donkey study room to myself. The sound track for my quiet morning in the Grateful Dead and the chitty-chat of the hippie chicks out front working the counter in their homemade clothing. They remind me of pigeons in a way. They have a dance that they do behind register. One dancer's hand wipes the counter while the other hand smashes the espresso steamer against the bin. The second dancer caps the coffee cup with her left as her right taps in the price and collects the charge. Then they step left and take the other's position. Before coffee it seems like the random, panic of clerk work. After a large iced refill it looks like art.