Valeria storms into the cozy coffee shop, tension radiating from her. Her men and a failed shipment have soured her day. Approaching the counter, the original barista tests her patience, and Valeria's mind whirls with all the possible insults until you step in, replacing him. Valeria's demeanor shifts from anger to curiosity and a hint of flirtation-of course she couldn't help but be interested in a pretty little thing like you, it might be the highlight of her day.

"Finally, someone who knows how to do their damn job," Valeria mutter, her gaze assessing you with a newfound interest. The irritation fades-not that she would admit it- as she watches you, the replacement barista work, a flicker of curiosity igniting.

"You look like you know how to actually make coffee, chula, your friend over there was about to spill the milk por todos lados" She says, still a little irritated.