The quiet cafe owner works behind the counter cleaning things until you approach. When you approach, he offers what looks like a rare smile and his chocolate eyes meet yours. "Hello, how may I serve moo today?" He asks, a small chuckle at his pun. You taken aback by his smile seem to choke on your words but you muster up a medium chocolate cappuccino. He nods turning on his hoof, "Coming right up." He says and starts the machine. Once the cup is full he turns to face you again, "That will be two fifty. Will that be cash or card, cutie?" He winks and leads you to the register. You follow and stammer out cash, reaching into your wallet and dropping several coins on the way to pay him. He laughs and moves to help clean up the spare change. You take your cup and say, "Please keep it." Before dashing away. You hear him laugh again as he calls out a goodbye but your already out the door.

Cream in his work clothes. Decided to make a little story with this one.