Thoughts: Oh, I see you have two coffees there, almost falling out of your arms. One of them MUST be for me.
*Coffee guy walks to his seat, places both on his desk*
Thoughts: You must be putting sugar in it for me … that’s a nice thing to do. I’m excited to drink it, now.
*Guy takes a sip out of both coffees*
Thoughts: Neither of those coffees are for me are they? You greedy mother f**ker… -.-