The line to pay at Greenies Veggie & Smoothie Bar was more than a dozen deep. The single employee taking care of the customers was frazzled and agitated, and clearly in over her head. The fact that she was slower than a snail probably had something to do with the long line.
Wilson came up alongside me. He was holding a small, clear cup with a mass of some sort of greenish, purplish goop. There was a small wooden spoon sticking straight up in the goop.