Now it was his turn to be sheepish, if she had put out word on the comm, he'd probably been asleep or out of commission for one reason or other. With a soft scratching at the back of his head he turned to lean against the wall. For support, since he was feeling a little wobblier than when he started out this morning.

"Once I can stand for hours at a time, I'll lend mine. I lived in Vancouver for a while, had some time near Seattle... know a thing or two or eight about coffee." he wasn't elitist or ridiculous, but he had a few friends who had done barista work before.