[Flayn gives him a bit of a shrewd look - where he's from, huh? Well, she supposes she's about to find out. Then she nods.]

If there is a sweeter kind of coffee, yes, I believe I would prefer that.

[She giggles a little.]

You say 'the uninitiated' as though those who drink coffee are some sort of exclusive cabal! Imagine, gathering secretly in secluded dens to taste the forbidden beverage.