The owner and prime coffeemaker of this dinky coffee house is called Abdul. So who's Mustaffar? It's his civet in a long line of civets by the same name since Abdul doesn't like to change an established brand. Abdul does not tell what exactly he needs the civets for, but they are fully domesticated and wander around as his pets and mascots. They have a small garden on the roof where Abdul does not grow any coffee as all is imported from the Tarkhanate. But every connoisseur of coffee will agree that
Musataffar's blend is one of the best coffees they've ever drunk.
The place is divided into four veiled alcoves where people can brew and drink tea in a very quiet, private atmosphere. Abdul claims that coffee brings clarity only if duly contemplated. Being loud and rambunctious is impolite here, and may scare the civets.