Patrick never usually got much time off with his training, but when he did he liked to go out and find where some of the best coffee shops were. He didn't particularly like coffee that much, but when his colleagues wanted coffee, he wanted to know where the perfect place to go was, mostly so he could impress them. The man walked the streets of Obsidian Harbour, wondering how many of the places actually sold good coffee, when he came across a lady who was sitting on the bench drinking one. He thought it would be a perfect idea to approach her and ask her about it before he purchased it himself. He made his way over there slowly, before finally speaking to her. "Hey, um, I don't mean to be weird or anything, but, um, what does that coffee taste like and where did you get it from?" he asked, hoping he wasn't intruding.