Henry returned to East 49th Street to prepare lunch, but under the old lady's suggestive gaze, he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. Who told him to let slip that he was meeting Professor Ross that afternoon?
To make matters worse, the old lady had learned from Gwen that there was a beauty named "Professor Ross." After questioning him and confirming that this Professor Ross was indeed that Professor Ross, she had not stopped wearing that look of eager amusement.
The Kryptonian, whose skin was not thick enough yet, finished lunch, handed the dishes and cleanup to BB, and fled through the door in panic. He could not stay in this house any longer.
He drove to the appointed café early and spotted Betty Ross at a window-side table at once. She was already drinking coffee, with an extravagant three-tier English dessert stand in front of her. It looked as though she had already wiped out nearly half of it.
Henry entered the café and stepped forward to greet her. "Professor Ross."
"Mr. Brown, you're here. Please, sit. I hope you don't mind that I started eating first. I was starving."
"Of course not." As Henry sat down, he ordered a Viennese coffee from the approaching waiter.
The coffee's original name was "Einspanner." It had been invented by a Viennese carriage driver in the seventeenth century, with a thick, dense layer of whipped cream covering the espresso.
Unlike the foam on a latte or cappuccino, this layer of whipped cream could keep the coffee in place. Even without a lid, it would not slosh or spill while the carriage was moving, and it also retained heat.
It was a drink invented for the demands of a profession, yet it had somehow become hugely popular.
Without stirring, the