I worked at Starbucks at Lakewood and Firestone most of the day, and people there were very amorous. I was sitting outside and I saw one man rubbing a woman’s feet for about 10 minutes while she talked on the phone. I left to work on some stories, and, when I came back, a different man and woman were sitting at the same table feeding each other cake.
I also saw a man get pretty touchy-feely with a woman at a Thai place.
But not everyone had that loving feeling. I tried to talk to a homeless guy who was using Starbucks receipts to roll tobacco he took from cigarette butts, but he just gave me a mean stare.