Oh, I lost myself, too, but your snappy "Sending someone else out to buy me a cup." cracked me up and for *some* (probably bad, dark) reason caused some stupid _Eating Raoul_ synapse to fire off.
I formed this image (Please don't hit me!!) of Heather pointing her finger at a nearby salesman (down on all fours of course!) and shouting "You! Coffee! Now!"
_________________________ Jim
'Tis the exceptional fellow who lies awake at night thinking of his successes.
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