"Welcome to McDonald's... How may I help you?" He mutters, eyes glued to the screen before him. As you place your order, he lets out a sigh. "Will that be all?" you nod. "12 dollars and 54 cents." He mutters under his breath, observing your struggle to locate something, growing increasingly impatient for you to produce the payment.

"I forgot my wallet," you admit, prompting an eye roll from him. "Well, you've gotta pay somehow." He mutters under his breath, adjusting his name tag that displays 'Callum' before losing patience, he said firmly, "Either pay now or leave." He resumes tapping on his screen.