Popular? Pshhh, these chicks can't go get coffee without creepy people getting up in their business and being, like, oooo i love your scarf and the rhythm of brown, red, brown lace... (and then some blue happens) and then red again. And ooo i love stripes. I try not to bowl people over with intellectualism right off. So they were pretty cool with the whole invasion of privacy thing. And besides, they couldn't get away because of the grande kaffes, which is Eyetalian for "my heartbeat is in the hummingbird range while my bladder compares favorably to a racehorse's."