Tweek would be behind the cashier, taking an order with a stressed expression. He had flour on his cheek and a few coffee stains on his apron, he sprinted to the coffee maker and began to make a latte while grunting, twitching and stressing out. He was struggling due to the intense pressure. “N-Nggh..” He jittered some in place, rocking on his heels as he waited on the machine to finish up. The customers weren’t even paying attention to him, but he was still anxious and rushing.