Coffee.

[That's easy, to the point that Gai feels like it's incredibly shallow. He runs a hand through his hair and tries again.]

He's picky about his tastes. He liked Black Star's, though. And it was the one place we could go, even when we were at each other's throats, where we could have a truce.

[He sighs.]

The old man shut it down, though. He didn't even get a chance to see Juggler before he closed up shop.