Are you a Frappuccino? Because I want to be that whipped cream on the top.
If you were coffee grounds, you’d be espresso ’cause you’re so fine.
You're such a TEAse.
Do you get a hint of almond in this Keemun? No? That’s odd because I’m nuts about you.
I’m soy into you.
I like the way you espresso yourself.
Hey, was your daddy a barista because you are ALMOST what I ordered.
Excuse me, is it you or my coffee that’s getting my heart rate up?
This must be decaf, cause you’re just dreamy!
I have no idea how you can look so great pre-coffee.
I know you’ve turned me down before, but I’m asking for an extra shot.
I like my coffee like I like my men: either tall or with a confusing Italian name.
Giving me your number sounds like a fair trade.
Hmm, there seems to be a kiss of mint in this blend. How about a real kiss, just to be sure?
You warm my heart more than the salted caramel hot chocolate on a cold winter day.
My coffee is really hot. But you're hotter.
Careful of that Earl Grey, it’s super hot! Oh wait, you don’t need to worry. It’s not as hot as you.
Just promise you won’t tamper with my heart.
My coffee hasn't kicked in yet, so I can't think of a charming pickup line.
Hold the sugar, please. You're sweet enough for me.
I have a personal rule to never eat chocolate alone.
Affogato? Afforgeto where I am when I'm with you.
Are you a Gingersnap/Eggnog Latte? Because I want to bring you home for the holiday.
Wow, two teaspoons? Lucky for you, I’m a pretty good spooner myself.
I'm going to start watching my caffeine intake because baby you make my heart palpitate.
I like you about 1/18 as much as I like a Pumpkin Spice Latte, which is to say “I love you forever, let’s get married.”
Hello there, how do you brew?
Coffee, tea, or just more of me?
The barista may have forgotten your name... but I sure haven't.
That Kenyan black smells wonderful! May I try it? Normally I stick to English Breakfast, but I’m always open to experimenting.
I can feel something brewing between the two of us.
You’re like my coffee, you keep me up all night.
Hey girl, are you a faulty French press because I’d like to be burned by you and recall you afterward.
I like the way you espresso yourself.
Can I get your number? Because I like you a latte.
This coffee is steaming up my glasses or is that just you?
I had to clean my filter twice after I saw how beautiful you are because I couldn’t believe my Arabicas.
Hey there, don’t add honey to that chamomile. You’re already too sweet.
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