Gordon walked into Moonbucks, stated his name, and ordered a HatteLatte. Presently, an associate walked over to Gordon's table, sat down, presented the drink, and smiled. Gordon said thanks. The associate said."Gordon, call me Harris, please. Can we talk?" Gordon said."Uh, yeah, I guess. I'm not gay, by the way." Harris laughed. "Sorry. Me neither. Not that there's anything—this is about your cup. See what it says there? 'Race Together.' So , You're black. I'm white. We can talk about it, if you'd like." Gordon asked."What's there to talk about?" Harris said."Race! You know, I'm a white guy, You're a black guy." Gordon said."Oh, I see. Even though our color is different, we're both males, and we both live in Queens." Harris said."There you go. We do have a lot in common. Okay. I've got to get back to work. Thanks for sharing!"