Sunday, Barista and juvenile behaviour

1. Its Sunday. I sleep in. And I wake up only when I'm ready to. And then I have a large mug of ginger tea. Sighhh... is there a greater luxury than that?
2. As I walk into Barista, a delicious, heady aroma of coffee hits me. I take a few deep breaths as I sink into the comfortable chair.
3. Behaving like 10 year olds... we bicker, jostle, fight, tease and are altogether quite juvenile...