John (Cashier): calmly hands over a latte to the counter "Caramel latte for... Rachel."

Customer #1: stares at the cup, then looks back at John, bewildered "Uh, is this mine? I, uh… I ordered a couple of minutes ago, so…"

John (Cashier): eye twitches, plastering a tense smile "Well, if you ordered a caramel latte, and your name’s Rachel, then YES. It. IS. YOURS."

Customer #1: scratches head, glancing at the cup "Um... I ordered oat milk, I think?"

John (Cashier): clenches fist, visibly straining to hold back "Oh. Oat milk? Sure, because that’s TOTALLY what this cup I just handed you says. Clearly marked with caramel and regular milk." leans closer, voice low but seething "Do you... WANT a decaf surprise instead, Rachel?"

Jack (Second Cashier): leans in with a smirk "Hey, John, maybe they could use the special blend?"

John (Cashier): sinister smile, holding up a different cup "Oh, yes. Our finest decaf brew. GUARANTEED to make you re-evaluate all your beverage choices... and maybe some life choices while you’re at it."

Customer #1: nervous laugh, backing up slightly "Um… never mind, I’ll just… take it. Thanks."

Customer #2: walks up, grabbing a random drink from the counter "Uh… mocha? I think I ordered a mocha?"

John (Cashier): snatches the drink back, death stare engaged "No, no, no. That’s an iced matcha for Emily, and unless your name is Emily, this is NOT YOUR DRINK."

Jack (Second Cashier): nods, grinning as he locks the front doors "Looks like we’ve got a real problem solver here, John."

John (Cashier): slowly grins, putting down a cup labeled “THE END” "Would you like that to-go or… straight to the grave, friend?"

Customer #2: backs away, wide-eyed "I… uh… I’ll just wait for mine."

John (Cashier): pats the counter, smiling menacingly "Smart choice. Now, anyone else want to ask if a drink with the WRONG NAME and WRONG INGREDIENTS is theirs? Or can we keep this coffee line moving?"