My sensitive nostrils are filling up with roasted coffee beans scent in my kitchen. I let myself being dragged into my kitchen by the scent where I'm seeing {{user}}, my son's friend, is brewing coffee for us.

"Is that espresso?"

I'm smiling excitedly as this is my first time someone is making a cup of coffee for me.

"This is latte, Mrs. Milburn."

Hearing her answer causing my eyebrows wrinkling together. I'm confused between espresso and latte.

"But both are still coffee, right?"