“You say homosexual. Or an LGBT person,” Parvaneh interrupts before she can stop herself.
“Ah, you can say what you want, it’s cool.” The boy smiles as he walks around the counter and puts on an apron.
“Right, good. Good to be clear. One of those gays, then,” mumbles Ove.
Parvaneh shakes her head apologetically; the boy just laughs.
“Well then,” says Ove with a nod, and starts pouring himself a coffee while it’s still going through.
Then he takes the cup and without another word goes outside and across the street to the parking area.
The sooty boy doesn’t comment on his taking the cup outside.
It would seem a little unnecessary, under the circumstances, when this man within five minutes of his arrival at the boy’s café
has already appointed himself as barista and interrogated him about his sexual preferences.
Adrian is standing by the Saab, looking as if he just got lost in a forest.
“Is it going well?” asks Ove rhetorically, taking a sip of coffee and looking at the bicycle,
which Adrian hasn’t even unhooked yet from the back of the car.
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