Where to meet for drinks with Ross, Monica, Phoebe, Joey, Rachel, and Chandler

Usage examples of coffeehouse.

Ruby comes in on Mondays with her warrior cohort and attacks the coffeehouse with an assortment of high-tech blasting gear that would whack Godzilla into submission: those single-track military minds never think to ask their cleaning staff for help in giant lethal marauding creature matters.

But over the years Monday evenings had evolved, and now it was pretty much any of the coffeehouse staff who wanted to turn up, plus a few of the customers who had become friends.

I started seeing Mel because he was single and not bad-looking and the weekday assistant cook at the coffeehouse, with that interesting bad-boy aura from driving a motorcycle and having a few too many tattoos, and no known serious drawbacks.

So long as Mary sticks to being a waitress at a coffeehouse, the government turns a blind eye to this sort of thing.

Charlie is brave: he started a coffeehouse by talking his bank into giving him a loan on his house back in the days when you only saw rats, cockroaches, derelicts, and Charlie himself on the streets of Old Town.

I would have found it very beautiful, but an absurd thing for a coffeehouse baker to be wearing, even a coffeehouse baker in a ballroom with a ball going on in it.

I was, and that she was leaving me home alone while she worked, and that the reason she tried for a job at the coffeehouse in the first place was because it was so close she could run home and check on me during her breaks.

There was also a tiny patio area behind the coffeehouse that Charlie always meant to get done up so we could use it for more seating, but he never did, maybe partly because it had become a kind of private clubhouse for some of the regulars.

New Arcadia is the ocean a few times on vacation when the boys were little and the coffeehouse smaller and Charlie could still be dragged away occasionally.

And then, because I was the only kid at that point that hung round the coffeehouse, the regulars started calling me Sunshine too.

Cagney was one of our regulars at the coffeehouse, and he was convinced that the rest of the world existed to give him a bad time.

After the first few, more of my senses came back from nowhere and I recognized one of my own muffins, left over at the end of that last day at the coffeehouse, several centuries ago.

I would have been at the coffeehouse hours ago, not up here running bathwater.

When I was completely clean again, and wearing my own clothes, I would call the coffeehouse, tell them I was home again.

Then I called the coffeehouse to tell them I was back, and all hell broke loose.