Yes, children were present, but the fucks Crea gave about this were extremely limited. All of her data was dying a painful death over here and anyway, why was none of the customers offering her any help?
"Hey, you-" she pointed at one of the guys nearby "move your ass and get me something to wipe up my coffee, would you?" As he laughed at her and didn't make a move to help, Crea crossed her arms and looked at him expectantly. "Will you hurry up? My time is precious, you know?" Not a single second did it occur to her that she could have ~moved her ass~ herself. What were useless bystanders for, after all?
The guy still laughed and refused to help her, which was extremely rude in Crea's opinion, so she looked for another victim. There, the guy who stared at one of the couples looked like he desperately wanted to help the damsel in distress she really was not. "Hey you," Crea said loudly. Yes, she meant Seungmin. "Get up and help me!" The time she wasted on bossing people around, she could have used to save her laptop twice.