He laughs. "Not so literal there, muchacho. I see El Sol in the mornings. Possibly evening too with spring. Really looking forward to summer. But trust me, coffee or no, I'm going to look and feel like I'm run over no matter what if I'm staying up."

If only it were as easy as coffee. He's not sure it would be so if it really was just habit.

"I got here the semester before. Newish, I suppose. You?"