Vincent simply nodded after having been told of Bane's abilities, and the reasoning behind her title. He did not run, or even seep to flinch at hearing about the toxicity of her... Well, everything. He really didn't seem to mind. Or care, as the case may be.
"Hmm..." he finally mused aloud after a moment of silence as they walked, nearing their destination a little more every moment. "I don't know. I'm weird, so you may not want to ask me. I was always fond of the chocolate cherry, white chocolate with black and maraschino cherries, or dark chocolate and peanut butter... Then again, I worked the drip and blended drinks. They have something like thirty different blends and roasts for the drip, with regular, decaf, and bold as the normal and the fourth being the special which alternates every week. I couldn't tell you about lattes or anything, because that wasn't my area of expertise, and I'm not a big fan anyway."
Yes, he seemed to have completely disregarded her answer to his question, but at least he legitimately seemed to know what he was talking about as far as coffee went: It seemed he was telling the truth... Though his choices seemed to say something about him... Though what it said was open to interpretation.