I ventured into Starbucks one afternoon while I was waiting for my daughter (at a birthday party). After some awkward body language about who was next in a long line, I gracefully allowed a woman to go ahead. Later, as I was sketching this, I realized this was the same woman who passive-aggressively encouraged me to be courteous in the line up. Haha, was it uncomfortable for you – me staring at you for twenty minutes during this sketch? I really don’t think she even noticed. Starbucks, at least this Starbucks, doesn’t really attract a chill crowd. But maybe that’s true of any place that dispenses to addicts.