波莉点一杯咖啡

是雨替波莉做了决定。走到广场中间雨就下了起来，最近的一扇门是一家街角的咖啡馆，窗户上蒙着雾气，条纹遮阳篷慢慢地滴着水。「你好，下午好！」一只系着领结的獾从咖啡机后面抬起头，好像下雨天来的客人是他最喜欢的客人。

The rain decided for Polly. It started halfway across the square, and the nearest door was a corner cafe with fogged windows and a striped awning dripping in slow drops. "Hello, good afternoon!" A badger in a bow tie looked up from the coffee machine as if visitors on rainy days were his favorite kind.

「请给我一杯牛奶咖啡。可以的话，别太烫。」獾点点头，像是把这个要求当成一件很重要的事，然后一句话也没说，把一个玻璃柜推了过来。柜子里，金黄的，撒着糖的，正是那些出名的油条。「你们有西班牙油条吗？大家都在说这个。」他假装不高兴，好像这个问题根本不必问。「我在这里吃，谢谢。我想在窗边坐一会儿。」

"A coffee with milk, please. Not too hot, if possible." The badger nodded like someone taking the request very seriously, then slid a glass case forward without a word. Inside, golden and sugared, waited the famous ones. "Do you have churros? Everyone talks about them." He pretended to be offended that the question was even necessary. "For here, please. I want to sit by the window for a while."

窗边的位子附赠雨声，还有一把把匆匆走过的雨伞。波莉蘸了蘸，尝了一口，忽然更懂这个小区了一点。「请结账。一共多少钱？」数字很小，这个发现可不小。「真好吃！我明天一定还来。」獾只是擦着杯子笑了笑，因为这话他早就听过，而且每次都是真的。

The window seat came with the sound of rain and a view of umbrellas hurrying past. Polly dipped, tasted, and understood the entire neighborhood a little better. "The check, please. How much do I owe you?" The number was small; the discovery was not. "How delicious! I am definitely coming back tomorrow." The badger just polished a cup and smiled, because he had heard that before, and it was always true.