the sniffer

Nothing smells quite like coffee.
Its aroma is brisk, a slap in the face.
One whiff and its over.
Resistance is useless against it's charm.
2 dollars and 25 cents are missing from my pocket.
Is there a hole near the bottom?
Did it fall out?
No.
It transformed into a beautiful delicious steaming aromatic liquid.
You win this round coffee.
But next time I will have the last laugh.