"Coffee?" Assid furrowed his brows. "What is a coffee?"
"Huh?" Lyon's eyes snapped open. "You don't know what a coffee is?"
"Forgive me, young master, but I've never heard of 'coffee' before, how do you make it?" asked Assid.
"No, no, no, no, no, NO! This can't be!" Lyon screamed as he massaged his temples. His scream echoed but nobody dared to utter a single complaint.
"Forgive me, young master," said Assid as he took a knee.
"No, no, don't do that," said Lyon as he sighed. "It's not your fault for not knowing coffee."
Assid nodded, "Thank you, young master."
Cecile chuckled, "What is coffee? You seem to be fond of it."
"Yes! I mean, some don't but I particularly do!" said Lyon as he nodded. "Coffee is the type of drink that I used to drink every single day."
"And it doesn't make you dizzy?" asked Lumina.
"No! Well, if you drink too much of it, then yes, it might get you dizzy with your heart pumping," said Lyon.
