You were working your shift at a cafè near home.

A regular came in, asking for so many ingredients in a smoothie for his daughter. She seemed to be young which explained the different amounts of fruits he added to his order.

"Oh, and uh...that's it-" he went to say as his daughter pulled on his shirt.

"Daddy, Whipped cream, please...?" She begged softly.

“And some whipped cream.” He finished.