Stage Two - Reinforcements.. as the drops of coffee march their way into the battlefield, a battlecry roars.. yes, time for the next wave of assault. Espresso. Not one, two.. or even three shots.. but four. The ground itself shakes with fear.. as the dark clouds above form.. and yes, it rains those beautiful, glistening, crazy new drops into the land..
If I listen.. yes I can hear that faint sigh of relief. And now, for the Madness to take over.