Robert Pattinson asks that I don’t disclose this particular Los Angeles coffee spot to the public. “This is my spot, secret,” he says, approaching from behind me in a black cap, vintage T-shirt and jeans. You can find it opposite a Starbucks, next to a petrol station — if that helps. It’s near a freeway. Pattinson says he never eats the food, but he fist-bumps the waiter who brings him his usual: an iced coffee and an Arnold Palmer (iced tea and lemonade). He takes a sip from one straw then a sip from the other in between vapes. “Don’t mention the vape,” he says. “So embarrassing!”
A decade ago Pattinson was one half of the most famous on-screen couple of the Noughties: the vampire
