For something as seemingly trivial as hot chocolate, they sure worked hard to create an experience. They know the emotion or feeling they want to conjure up in me and they go for it no holds barred. They wring that towel dry, mayne. Even at the expense of being creepy and overly descriptive and not really making sense. Indulge my passion?
I can appreciate the thought gone into it, though. It certainly gets me feeling cozy. A faint, envious nostalgia brushes over me as I watch time-frozen Ms. Swiss slowly smile-sip her luscious, great-tasting chocolate. Is she on a beach? In war-torn Afghanistan? Relaxing after a sunrise jedi yoga session? No one knows but her, and that’s the way she likes it. Cause when you exhaust the Thesaurus like this, you deserve some awkward alone time anywhere you want.