Joly reaches into his coat and pulls out a wallet. "I did pack, after all." And when else is he going to need the money he had on him when he reached Milliways?

The woman behind the counter looks very familiar, though with the odd fashions and lighting Joly can't quite place her. "Excuse me? Can we order some coffee, please?" Something about this new Corinthe inspires more careful manners than their old ramshackle café.