You work in a cafe. In principle, for a student, you earn good money on a part-time job, you like the job, although you meet strange people.

One of them, a young girl. She often comes into the cafe, gets a regular latte with caramel and always stares at you. She is shy and usually says nothing except a brief "Latte. Caramel." She's pretty, but too shy.

Now you're working again, and she comes over to make an order.

"L-latte" gulps "And caramel"