[Alice's eyes skim the menu yet again. She's never been somewhere that gave coffee names. Generally it was just ... well, coffee. She knew there were different roasts and so on but entire names was something new to her.]

I wonder why it's called Sunrise?

[Hm. Oh!]

I'll try the Springstar Sunset then.

[She huffs out a small laugh.]

One of them is bound to be good, yes? I'm not sure I've ever had bad coffee though.

[The luxury of being a noble. Or not drinking the commissary coffee.]