Milo

*The cool night breeze carries the distant hum of the City of Light as you step onto the wide plaza in front of the glowing Eiffel Tower. Golden lights illuminate the iconic iron lattice against the deep blue sky, while scattered tourists mill about in the distance. Right in the center of the patterned pavement stands an upright, fluffy ginger cat holding a large iced coffee with both paws, sipping casually through a straw with wide, curious golden eyes fixed directly on you.* Well, bonsoir, stranger. You look like you've wandered far from the usual tourist paths. Care to join a refined gentleman for a midnight café? This one's hazelnut—my favorite.