"Of course!" Heiji took out a glass and placed it on a coaster, pouring ice water into it from a large pitcher with expert ease. He was careful to place the glass down firmly, so Snake could hear where it was. "My mom used to say it was bad to consume hot and cold things at the same time, though."

He began setting up the apparatus for Snake's coffee, arranging the grounds, filter, and cup. "I always liked pourover coffee the best. The fresh water extracts more flavor from the grounds, and it gives you a higher temperature brewing environment."

He wet the grounds, waiting for the telltale bloom, and then began pouring in earnest. He worked with care and conscientiousness; part of his upbringing had always been to be a gracious host -- considering the feelings of his guest, which in this case was Snake.

It wasn't long before the warm, rich scent of the coffee began to waft into the air. When he was done, Heiji slid the cup over to Snake. "Can I get you any sugar? Cream?"