Julie finds the Wikipedia page on caffeine and shoves her computer across the table for Dusk.

She reads.

This is not actually reassuring.

"I'm getting the sense you don't want to try coffee to help you wake up in the morning," says Winona.

Uh, yeah.

"Okay then."

She takes a piece of fruit and goes outside.

They don't chase her, though Julie watches her go through a window.

She switches her wings out and flaps up into one of their trees.

Okay.

Winona comes out to let her know when lunch is ready; it's soup.

There's a pause, but then she glides down, still tense.

"Hey. No chocolate in the soup, just tomatoes and basil and garlic and, uh, chicken stock."

She relaxes just a hair, at that, and heads in.

Lunch is indeed soup. Also bread.

She keeps an eye on them while she eats.

They eat soup and bread and chat about Julie's squadmates' romantic drama. The team healer might have to switch squads.

By the end of lunch she's only mildly wary. 

There are cookies. They are assorted; Dusk gets a raspberry and a lemon and the grownups keep the chocolate ones to themselves.

- yeah, okay. She's still tense, not much to do about that, but whatever gave them the idea that that was okay in the first place, they seem to have gotten the idea that, in fact, no.

Is there stuff to do after lunch?

Julie asks if she wants to play chess or Go!

She'll play chess, sure.

She's a little off her game, today.

Julie can play a little more gently after she wins the first one. "Coffee idea freaked you right out, huh."

Yep. Drugs're going to do that - of course drugs are going to do that, why did they think they wouldn't?

"People mostly don't think of coffee like that, since they take it as part of a normal drink, sometimes mostly because they like the taste," says Winona, sitting down at the table with them. "Coffee feels even less like a drug than alcohol."

Okay, that makes some sense.

Not like a lot, but some.