[Good news, everyone! If you will direct your attention, through the snow, to the third deck of the Black Tide, lights are on in the Seabreeze Café, and a white-haired man wearing a strange, glowing visor is puttering around like he owns the place.

It involves coffee, so he basically does. That's one of his rules: if coffee is involved, Godot will love it, body and soul, and... you know, polished driftwood countertops.

Once he's satisfied with the blends of the day, cleared out the snow, and had a cup or two himself, he posts to the network. More good news: his deep voice is as warm as his coffee.]

Ladies and Gentleman, I'm pleased to announce that not only have I found a working espresso machine in this snowy abandon, I'm sticking the flag of the nation of Godot into the countertop of this Seabreeze Café on deck three.

[It briefly cuts to video, showing a warm-ish-looking haven in the midst of the snowbanks of deck three. There is a sign taped to the front counter which reads: "Ask me about Prosecutor Godot's Challenge" in blocky letters.]

I propose a simple game, to pass the time and the cold. If you win, I'll allow you a mug of the greatest flavor known to mankind. If you lose, you can slumber with your own bitter disappointment tonight.

Your challenge? You must identify which mug of coffee I present you with is caffeinated...

...and which is traitorous decaf.

By taste alone.

[He chuckles darkly, and cuts the feed off. Don't worry, you'll still get free coffee, either way.]