[ Alberto nods, feeling sheepish now for having asked for too much, his eyes drifting down at the ground now. He pauses, then turns back to the barista, less abrasive now, a soft questioning tone to his voice even as he makes his decision. ]
...Espresso macchiato?
[ If only because he's so interested to see the "stain..." The girl nods, punching it into the computer, wearing an awkward twitch of a smile in the corner of her lips now. She turns to Luisa, still seeming pretty confused and uncomfortable but trying her best to be professional and polite here nevertheless... ]
And for you...?
[ Alberto's gaze turns back to Luisa again, curious now what she'll order. ]
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...Espresso macchiato?
[ If only because he's so interested to see the "stain..." The girl nods, punching it into the computer, wearing an awkward twitch of a smile in the corner of her lips now. She turns to Luisa, still seeming pretty confused and uncomfortable but trying her best to be professional and polite here nevertheless... ]
And for you...?
[ Alberto's gaze turns back to Luisa again, curious now what she'll order. ]