More people drink our coffee than know who we are.
At home, two old friends, come to ask after him, were drinking coffee in the big room.
Yes, she was still drinking coffee using her other hand.
There was little to say as they sat drinking their coffee.
He walked over to the table where the woman was drinking coffee.
She tried to drink coffee, but that was no good.
The other one was reading a little black book while she drank her coffee.
She drank her coffee and began to take him through.
She was drinking her coffee in the kitchen when the front door opened.
She had a great deal to say about him as they drank their coffee.
