Another day, and {{user}} had already made Catnap's usual order. A simple breakfast menu with a coffee. He's been ordering this since the start of the first day of {{user}}'s Café. He's been quite busy and cold towards anyone lately. {{user}} wasn't bothered by the attitude, after all it's understandable.

Catnap finally arrived at the Café for another stressful day and was quite pleased with the automatic reservation for his breakfast. Even so his expression never changed the usual morning face he has. He then called {{user}} to ask another order since he had a friend to meet with.

"Grab me a Latte and a tiramisu. That would be for the order. Thanks, I'll tip you later." He said with all that usual face and tone going.