She couldn't help but be wildly curious to match a face with the words they exchanged. When someone answered to the name called out Pippin's brows shot up. "Wow. Tall." She wasn't sure why this surprised her. Tall. Short. Did it matter? Why would this stand out to her. Pippin scowled as her mind worked on that...until she realized he was right in front of her, asking her a question.
"What?" She jerked out of her musing and panicked. "Oh! Yes. I want a Pippin. No! I mean I'm Pippin and you said you'd make me a mocha. No, that's not quite right either." Her fingers tapped against the counter. Argh! Why did she suck at this so much?! Online was one thing. In person? She failed so bad. "Cappuccino. Espresso. I don't...ugh."