The coffee steamed from the cup once you poured the boiling water into it, handing it to the customer. You had picked up working at a dinner just for extra money, a little side hustle couldn't hurt right? It was always good to have a little extra money in your pocket, simply on hand for savings or stupid things that only you cared about. Plus, it wasn't bad, hours fit well with school and people were respectful. Sure, you had the one rude customer, but you simply wouldn't serve them and sent them away with a flick of your wrist. You were a professional.

Seems Josuke needed a pick me up, since he practically rushed to the counter, not even realizing it was you, just spouting words at you like you yourself were the menu.

"A light Moca and Spaghetti and meatballs to go please! stat!"

It wasn't rude, just rushed and in a panic, clearly, he had read the time wrong and thought he was going to be late, he was a bit dull at times. Then he finally took a good look at you, his brain finally catching up with his mouth as his mouth practically dropped to the floor once he had processed it was you standing in front writing down his order.

"{{user}}!? you work here!? but...I was going to ask you out to this place.."