"Pfft, no way." Nick said, finishing off the coffee before putting the mug into the sink "Hers is the only other make I drink other than mine. I'm going to go get Kristin's bags and get us packed."
He then looked at Philip and waved at him "You stay here so we have everyone in the same place when it's time to go." Derek couldn't begin to fathom, how Nick could even begin to compare the stuff he passed off as coffee to what Julia made. However, he shrugged and watched the younger man leave. Then he turned to Philip. "Keep an eye on them," he advised. "There's no telling what that pair could cook up between them."
