If coffee sold in American fast-food restaurants had any defining trait, it was that it was incredibly sweet—sweet enough to leave your throat dry. They certainly never held back on the sugar.
It was not just the gorilla drinking coffee; Batwoman got herself a cup too. After all, they had arrived in a world they had never visited before, so they had to try the local specialties.
American police officers' favorite combination of coffee and doughnuts was also something they could not miss. Plenty of TV shows featured overweight American cops, the sort who struggled to squeeze into the driver's seat, and it was usually because they ate too much of this stuff.
Many people said caffeine suppressed the appetite and could help a little with weight loss, but that only applied if you did not add sugar or milk. Otherwise, the more you drank, the fatter you got.
Su Ming, disguised as someone else, only needed a small sip. It was far too sweet for his taste. The gorilla, on the other hand, was clearly enjoying himself. Food in one hand and a drink in the other, he happily wolfed everything down, only short of humming a tune.
Watching Hit-Girl stand there in thought, the gorilla sucked at the back of his hand, where the black fur had picked up some doughnut frosting. The gesture looked a little like a monkey licking salt grains from its fur.
"Do you think my bar should sell doughnuts too? This stuff is really unhealthy, but it's also really delicious."
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When playing Batwoman, one thing to keep in mind was not to answer every question. The gorilla was merely making conversation to cooperate with Deathstroke's act. He did not need an answer; he just had to put on the appearance of expecting