Barista: 'Can I help you?"
Me: ''Actually, I'm looking for a box.''
Barista: ''A box?? Oh, the box. It's over there - '' (pointing)
Other Barista: ''You're not supposed to tell them where it is!''
I felt pretty conspicous pulling out this huge box in front of two other people sitting in the cafe, but I figured there was nothing to hide. I examined the bugs and decided to take the floppy disk and left nothing. I thanked the baristas and was on my way. I like these coffee house caches. There's a similar one in Ft. Bragg. Thanks.