Down to the Wire

A thin bead of sweat trickled down his temple and dripped onto the floor. All eyes were on him. Deep down, he knew that it was going to come to this, but yet he was still unprepared. This one moment in time that would affect all things after it. A turning point in history. He tried to swallow, but his mouth had gone too dry. He took a deep breath, but it did not help to steady his nerves.

"Sir?" she asked. "Tall or grande?"

His hands began to shake uncontrollably.

...to be continued?