The one closest to my house, that I will go to in the mornings before tennis lessons or bike rides or flying lessons, is Loudmouth Starbucks. It is not a good place to go chill with a book; the baristas are usually arguing over the temperature the A/C is kept at, or what the problem with the Texans is, or bragging about the obscure craft beer they've been drinking lately (that part is actually kind of cool).
On the opposite end of the noise spectrum is Study Starbucks, the one in Rice Village that is quiet as a tomb and full of people studying.
The one right at the corner of three ritzy independent neighborhoods (Bellaire, West University, and Southside Place), across from a Whole Foods, that I hit on the way to work from my house is Yoga Pants Starbucks. I think that's pretty self explanatory.
The one I used to go to all the time when I lived near it for six years, but have lately avoided because of construction, but still go to before tennis practice some morning when I'm tired of bagels, is Preppy Starbucks, particularly for the hour before school starts.
The one that I go to between work and my girlfriend's apartment is Smoking Europeans Starbucks. Seriously, there's always somebody lighting up with an accent out in front.
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