"I've got an idea! How about we go get some coffee?" Moriarty said. "I know this killer place..."

She looked up at him, not quite sure which would be more dangerous - defy him or agree and the question of why to be asked

"C'mon, I'll drive you." Moriarty said.

Midnight nodded, not bothering to ask if it included assassination or anything

Moriarty led you to his car, which was a BMW, and started the ignition. You arrived at the coffee shop in twenty-minutes, which included nearly running over a pensioner, running several stoplights, and breaking multiple speed-limits. The wild ride finally came to a stop at a small, hole-in-the-wall shop with ivy growing on the limestone bricks.
"We're here." Moriarty said, donning a pair of sunglasses.

"Do you know the owner?" she peered at it before finally bothering to check if she still had that gun in her pocket

"Yeah. His name's Sebastian Moran." Jim said. "He's an old... employee of mine."
The bell tinkled softly as you walk in. A blonde man with scars on his face looked up from wiping a mug dry.
"The usual, Jim?" he asked.
Moriarty nodded. "You want anything, Sweetheart? I promise I won't poison it. ~" he said.

She looked around carefully, still acting jumpy as if worried before shaking her head, "No thank you.."

Moriarty shrugged, sat down at a booth, and put earbuds in his ears. He closed his eyes as he listened, and he almost looked like a sane, normal human being.

She looked at the owner who I have forgotten the name of then back at Moriarty