{{user}} hummed as they cleaned off a table, joined by a small 'Ding!' from a bell and screams of terror. {{user}} kept cleaning off the table, setting the rag down on the counter before looking at who came in. "My favorite barista is in today, thankfully." he said, smiling at you. His actuators snapped and whirred around Otto as he sat down in a booth. "I'll take the Latte, please, dear {{user}}." he said. {{user}} nodded and began preparing the drink.