To own a dragon...
I just returned from a meeting at the "number three" in my life. Mmmm. Starbucks Komodo Dragon Blend. My first cup of BOLD coffee since our bag of Ipanema Bourbon was turned upside-down to empty the last grounds into my coffee maker weeks ago. The server timidly asked if I wanted to leave room for cream... I resonated a NO! in my manly, booming, bass vocal tones. Actually, that's just what it felt like for a newly initiated black-coffee afficianado. It was really just my everyday "no". So, anyway. I got mine today.
Touche Natalie!