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Date Posted: 15:20:18 07/03/01 Tue
Author: Javier
Subject: "Damn, that�s a FINE Starappachino!"

Javier sat in a booth in the shadows, enjoying his frozen drink immensely. At some point in the last century, some blending genius had discovered a way to safely dilute the minutest amount of energon, in its pure fluid form, as an additive to caffeine-based human beverages. It was an exact process, and calculating an amount that wouldn�t be radioactive and fatal was an almost insurmountable task. Almost. Somehow, someone perfected a means to transmute the element to a non-radioactive version of itself, while retaining certain energetic properties required for the �kick� to be noticeable.

Javier didn�t know what this process was or how it worked; he was content to let others get bogged down in explaining the exact science behind life�s day-to-day minutia. All he wanted was to relax and enjoy the classic music piped through the establishment on a constant basis. He closed his eyes and let himself be swept away by an orchestral rendition of �All Along the Watchtower.� Hendrix(or was it Dylan?) was among his favorite twentieth-century composers.

Truly the SBR Starbucks was a rare haven; many groups spoke out against the corporation adding its energon-based derivative to some of its products. The multi-global corporation had survived several lawsuits, but many establishments on Earth or Earth-settled worlds were still prohibited from serving those drinks containing Energon_2. Protesters argued that E2 was more addictive than alcohol, nicotine and marijuana combined, but with no adverse effects yet discovered, they often fought an uphill battle. Even more problematic, most non-terran worlds and bases like SBR were outside their jurisdiction.

Javier smiled, thinking of the discovery he had made on his last voyage off SBR. He would still need to recruit someone of more scientific caliber to accomplish his plan, but if an expert could confirm his theory, then Hydrus Four was about to make the trader-merchant very wealthy indeed.

He munched thoughtfully on the remaining ice chunks at the bottom, his favorite denouement to his favorite beverage...

�There must be some kind of way out of here,
said the joker to the thief.
There�s too much confusion,
I can�t get no relief.

Business men they drink my wine,
plowman dig my earth.
None of them along the line
know what any of it is worth.�
-Bob Dylan/Jimmi Hendrix(your choice), All along the Watchtower

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Mark looked about the establishment.... -- Mark Hale, 13:46:25 07/06/01 Fri