You smell a rich aroma in the air as you step out of the Local Pub.  Looking across the street you see a coffee shop and you begin to have a craving for a nice cup of Joe.  The sign above the door that looked like it was going to fall off.  It read 'Cup O' Beans'.  Crossing the street you begin to grow a smile knowing that this place is one of those places where it looks horrible on the outside but beautiful on the inside.  As you walk through the door you realize that this was not one of those places.  The walls had holes in them from what looked like a hammer hit it.  And that smell you smelled earlier you realize was from the pizza joint down the road.  This place smelled like a fart...Then you saw him.  MrBean at the counter with his beatin up looking stuffed animal in on hand and a fly swatter in another.  Above him read a sign that said: 'He who smelt it, dealt it...Also the feds are listening so keep your trap shut.'

Hey there friend?  What can I get you?  I have all the flavors you can think of for coffee and more.  Like my specialty called Coffee Bean.  Ain't that right Teddy?  MrBean hugs his teddy bear and you notice a gun handle pops out of a rip in the Teddy Bear's back. 

Oh that there?  Don't you worry about that.  See I hired Teddy here as my personal assistant.  Now what can I get ya?

Violet sleepily rubs her eyes, she had to picnh herself a dozen times just to stay awake. Just as she was about to bump into a pole she smell a rich aroma of coffee, she follows it, sniffing through the air and it leads her nose to a coffeeshop. She looks at the sign and is happy to see that Bean is the owner. 

Hmmm, Bean...coffeebeans...Bean she chuckled to herself  as she play with those words in her tongue. Now lets see if they are open and ready to serve.

When she enters the shop, she saw that she is the first customer , she felt proud that she have been the very first brave person to enetr and try the coffee here. She saw Teddy smiling foolishly and looking/gazing to nothingness. She waves to Mr.Bean when she saw him and said "Hello there, could you happen to have a coffe brewed already?" She asked politely as she rubs her eyes for lack of sleep.

Fresh off "working over" the local baker, Scarface is drawn to the wonderful smell coming from coffee shop down the street.

Greetings Violet, pleasure to meet you. I hope the smell of my cigar will not offend you.

Scarface patiently waits for the strongest cup-of-joe this establishment has to offer. He's gonna need to energy once it is time to go have some more "chats" with the local business owners.

MrBean greets his first two guest of his new business...

Hello Violet, Scarface.  So you two need a cup of MrBean's finest eh?  You got it!

MrBean turns around to the row of full coffee pots sitting behind the counter each was labeled the different types and flavors.  For Violet's cup he pours a brew called 'What the hell is that smell?' and for Scarface he pours a cup called 'Strong Face' that had a secret ingredient....Meth.

Here you go Violet and Scarface! Enjoy!

MrBean goes over to Teddy who's still sitting there staring off into space and pours some coffee onto his face.  It all spilt down and into a puddle onto the floor.

Having been up all night, Bammy stumbled through the streets of Vegas, the heat even this early in the morning causing large damp patches to soak into his shirt. He didn't feel quite right, and frankly he could do with a bit of a sit down. Coffee too. Yeah, that'd be good. A nice shot of caffeine to reset his system to some extent.

Coming across a coffee shop, he decided that this place would have to do, despite the weirdo behind the counter clutching some sort of stuffed toy close to his chest. Eyeing up a table in the corner where he could sit out of the direct sunlight streaming in through the windows, he makes his way to the bar.

Aah, Beany my good man. Good to see a familiar face in these parts. How're you doing me old mucker? Anyway, I could do with something strong, so hit me up with a nice jug of arabica bean soup. There's a good fellow. I'll just be over there in the corner.

He places some loose change from his pocket on the countertop, and ambles over to his selected seat, where he closes his eyes and drifts into a light doze.

MrBean saw Bammy come through the door and up to him to order his bean soup.  Bammy mentioned something about being in LV when clearly his business is in Detroit.  MrBean chuckled to himself...'Yeah Bammy must be pretty tired to think Detroit is the gambling capital of the world'.

Here's your bean soup Bammy, enjoy.  Oh and by the way you're in Detroit, not Las Vegas. hahaha.  Be safe on you're journey...and awake.

Detroit you say? Hmmmmm, that would explain my evening then. You see, I've been jetting around so much these past few days that I can barely tell up from down anymore. I tell you what, it'll be good to get back to LA and have a little lie down at some point. High-tailing it around to the middle of bumfuck nowhere isn't doing me any favours

He inhales deeply from his drink, and leans back in his chair.

Don't you find that the aroma can be almost as good as the taste itself sometimes? Doesn't have quite the same recouperative effect, but still...

Lifting the mug to his mouth he takes a deep gulp, oblivious to the high temperature of the beverage.

So yeah, I was meant to meet a contact in some casino, named after some sort of Roman palace I think. I can't say I'm one hundred percent sure of that though, I may have been sampling the barbiturates, but that's another story. Anyway, I spent all night wandering around this city trying to find the damn place. I thought I'd struck it lucky when I happened across some sort of automotive factory. Well, they're big and without windows, right? It's an easy mistake to make. Needless to say I wasn't expecting to have an alsation released at me when I tried to take my coat to the cloakroom. Oh well, such is life's rich tapestry.

Drinking once again, he lets his mind wander back to the events of last night under the stimulating influence of his coffee.

MrBean laughs...

It sounds like you've had quite the tough luck there Bammy.  Here, have a cup on the house.

MrBean hands Bammy another cup of coffee that was so thick it looked like he got it straight out of the bottom of the lake.

Enjoy!

She eagerly accepted the coffee, she was about to smell it when she stop short......it's a little strong for her nose, actually little is an understatement. Oh well she thought she needs a strong coffee , and if the smell already jagged her out of her sleepiness , she thinks the taste will definitely kick her into 100% wakefulness.

Here is to Detroit Mr. Bean, then she looks at Teddy sitting there all drenched in coffee, And also to you MR. Teddy. She drinks her coffee , amazingly it taste good. Then she remembers that Mr. Scarface had greeted her , so she stood up and sits beside him

Hello sir, how are you today? It's really great that Detroit is slowly prospering even though only tourist sets up their businesses here. I say that this is just a prelude to something really great. She smiled at him.

Salieri walks in,Hey how u all doing

Good, good Salieri.  What kind of coffee can I get for you today?

Galactus enters Cup O' Beans.

Hello there MrBean,I would also like to take a cup of your finest.By the way,I love how your place looks.

Galactus then waits for his order.

MrBean moves the bucket over to catch the rain from the leaky roof and say,

A cup of my finest coffee mud, coming up! 

MrBean gets the mud...er, coffee and slides it to Galactus. 

On the house! :)

Phenomenon takes a look at the venue and can't help but to want to take a trip inside.

Give me some brazilian bean coffee, with a touch of rum in it :0

Good day sir. I'll have the same as the last chap, only make mine a rum with a hint of brazilian coffee.

Making her way into an old family member's business, as they had to go their separate ways, the pleasant smell of coffee filled Poli's nose and made her smile with delight. She had never really been a coffee drinker, but the smell of coffee would just send her senses wild. Walking up to the man before her she questioned if he had anything that could satisfy her tastes.

"I am unsure if you are able to create something for me, as my likes and dislikes are very picky. You don't happen to have anything that can satisfy my sweet tooth, but still give me that boost that coffee can give when one is very tired? I was up late these past few nights working. I'm sure you can understand that very well."

Dispatch had finally made it to detroit on business. He had been waiting to finally come so he could visit some of his old favorite places and try out the new coffee shop he had heard of. Dispatch walked in the door and took a seat. The aroma seemed to overpower him and he was a man in desperate need of caffeine.

Ahh Mr. Bean. I've heard a lot about your coffee shop. I could use a fresh cup, black please.

Dispatch sits back and waits while conversing with some of the other folks at the coffee shop.

Teddy listens to the order trying to remember when he used to watch how MrBean made the coffee.  Finally remembering he went to go make a fresh batch.

Hey Dispatch, I'm Teddy.  I hope this cup is good because it's the first time I ever made a batch before.  Teddy said as he was grinding the fresh Colombian import coffee beans and putting them into the machine.

After waiting a little bit for the coffee to finish he poured the cup and served it to Dispatch.

There you are Dispatch.  Tell me how it is will ya?

Teddy waited with great anticipation as Dispatched took a care sip of the hot liquid.

West walks in and takes a seat. He watches as Teddy serves a cup of coffee to Dispatch. When he is ready to order, West motions to Teddy.

Good to see you taking over what MrBean (GRHS) left for you. Can I get a cup of black coffee please.

West pulls out his paper and starts reading it while he waits for his cup of coffee.

Henry enters and takes a seat after the waitress approaches and ask what would you like sir "I want the bigest bowl of beans you have and a glass of water please" after eating the whole bowl Henry leaves because he has stunk up the place...