The Smooth Brews Café was always a busy place. Located right in the central part of NYC, many travelers and locals alike went there to get a drink.

One such local was busy standing in line, when they noticed the man in front of them. Dressed in a fancy tuxedo, too fancy for a jaunt around NYC, he spoke with a posh British accent.

“No, I’d rather not have the instant rubbish, whatever that is. Do you have tea from a kettle?”