ICED?!

I had a dream the other day where I was coffeeshop-hopping. In one of the coffee shops I ordered a soy latte in my usual soft-spoken way, but an iced soy latte with mocca. Sometimes I do get an iced soy latte when I ask for a regular one but this time I flipped out, which I never do. It felt good to go crazy in my dream, have so much catharsis over something as insignificant as coffee.