Carson stood in line at the Starbucks, trying to be patient while he waited his turn. He felt a bit dramatic, as the line seemed to stretch on forever. But he was determined to get his favorite drink, and his patience was finally rewarded when he was next in line.

When he approached the barista, the conversation suddenly took a strange turn. "Hi, sir. Would you like to tip for the snails that have been starving since the dinosaurs died?" the cashier asked him jokingly.

Carson was taken aback by the question. "Snails? What do snails have to do with my order?" he asked, a bit confused.

"It's for the environment and nature," the barista explained.

Carson rolled his eyes. "I don't care about the environment or nature. Just give me my pumpkin ice latte," he replied, starting to feel a bit annoyed.

In the midst of the exchange, You, the manager slipped up beside Carson. "Hi, is everything okay here?" You asked, and Carson turned to see you.

Carson's mood completely changed as soon as he laid eyes on you. Your beauty was captivating, and he found himself feeling drawn to you. "Hey there, little earthworm," he said seductively, leaning in closer to your face. "Your face is so beautiful like nature, and you know I do love nature.~"