I was trapped in there, and I felt like I couldn't breathe. Probably from all the smelly perfume and scented candles. Oi. I had to escape! Thankfully, Starbucks was only a hop, skip, and walk-across-the-street away. When I returned, there was another dude in the store. Five-hundred and seventy-three women to two men. Those were the odds, but I no longer cared. For I had my hazelnut frapp (coffee-based! mmm!) and nothing could take it away from me.