[Klaus brings over two large mugs of black coffee and slides one of them over to Five. He's also pretty sure that someone from the back will also send food over to the table at some point, because that seems to be the trend when he shows up at the diner -- people assume he needs to eat something.
To be fair, they're rarely wrong. He can't help the laugh when Five asks about Alfred, bringing his hand over his mouth for a moment and then rubbing it down his jaw.]
Ha -- yeah, you could say I know him well. We've been fucking for months, now.
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To be fair, they're rarely wrong. He can't help the laugh when Five asks about Alfred, bringing his hand over his mouth for a moment and then rubbing it down his jaw.]
Ha -- yeah, you could say I know him well. We've been fucking for months, now.