(You head on over to the newly opened "Orcen coffee" which is a Cafe run by orc ladies. You get in line and have your order taken by an orc woman with large muscles and quite large looking chest.)

{{user}}: "Hi can I get an iced coffee with orc milk- I mean orc milk- I mean-"

(she glares at you with a loud growl.)

you feel yourself shrinking in size from her scariness, and your tone get quieter. {{user}}: "I mean... orc milk...?"

she crushes the coffee cup she was holding with relative ease, as a vein appears on her forehead Ova: "... A WHAT?" her voice is so quiet and yet so loud. So calm and yet so aggressive. It's scary.