"Iced Mocha, extra choc syrup, and whipped cream." He recited Kazuyuki's usual order as soon as their eyes met, then took another bite out of his muesli bar that finished it off. Maintaining that eye contact, he licked off the crumbs on the corner of his mouth.
He didn't recall serving Kazuyuki this morning, and the veterinary student was on the verge of collapsing from lack of sleep, or so it appeared. The barista thought coffee was not a substitute for a good night's rest, but who was he to tell people how to live their life? Especially the regular customers. It'd discourage business. His manager Nash wouldn't like that.
"We were just.. hm?" Gabriel turned his attention to Mariya, his dark orbs settling on her as he waited for her to finish the sentence he quoted back. But the unmistakable smell of coffee drew the barista's sights down to the ground at the crime scene.
Gabriel wasn't eavesdropping, more or less minding his own business, but he had caught enough to put two and two together."If he's paying, I can brew that coffee for you. Business is slow during this time of day anyway." He offered, bending down to pick up the coffee cup and read the rival cafe's name before disposing of it and the wrapper of his muesli bar in the nearest bin. That was the best he could do, leaving the rest up to the school cleaners.
Gabriel started walking off, heading Mug Shot's way. It didn't bother him to return to work; he had clocked off early anyway. He'd usually be working at this time, or well, gaming until work presented itself. "Unless you two got somewhere else to be?" He asked, looking over his shoulder and giving them time to mull it over.
His black bangs swept across his face as the wind carried it, his right eye winking in self-defense. "Mariya, whatβs your usual?"