It was a new venue for the Adventure Caffè. The Via di Boccea was a vibrant, if busy street, which offered a number of Caffè establishments. It wasn't a typical place to stay long, so Wabsworth got the drinks in with super speed. Skratch was late and looked at the vacant seat and drink. "What was that for a sort of adventure you just had?" he muttered. "Sit down Skratch," said Lapinette, "and I'll tell you. It was a fast paced action thriller that didn't make any sense." Wabsworth was speeding towards the table. "That's true. Bitcoin must be transferred into real currency. Criminals don't covertly trade in cryptocurrency." Lapinette smiled. "We portrayed Bitcoin in a simplistic matter, but that's not to deny the real nitty gritty of all the implications." Skratch gave a long meaow. "Just decoration in my opinion. It reinforced stereotypes." The Wabbit nodded. "Will a cryptocurrency get me a prosecco at this establishment?" A voice came from inside the Caffè. "Not on your life! Bring us hard cash or use a card." Wabsworth shook his head. "The entanglement of NFTs with the social and economic aspects of capitalism threaten the art world. It's the ultimate commodification of art." Lapinette slapped a palm on the table. "That's why we played with the ramifications of EFTs," she commented. "What was the bill, Wabsworth?" asked the Wabbit. Wabsworth shrugged. "Four pictures of Lapinette in a revealing costume." Then everyone laughed and laughed.
