“Maybe it’s opposite day,” Stefan teased, looking over at the man once they were in the coffee shop. He couldn’t place his finger on it, but the man looked so familiar. “Something sweet usually pairs well with a dark coffee. Balances out the bitterness,” he replied, stepping up to order. “I’ll have a drip coffee and a scone, please. Oh, and whatever he’s having.” Stefan motioned to Miles with a smile.