She looked positively thrilled. A new friend, or so it seemed to Mingmei. "It is called Frappucino. That one is called mocha, for chocolate." She triumphantly sat down in her chair, sipping on her own hot version of the same drink. She wouldn't make him pay for the second drink, though she was sure that her manager may not like it.
However, for someone who had insulted their drinks just a moment before, it would only be beneficial if he liked it now. Might convince him to come back, which to Mingmei's Chinese philosophy, that was good business. She offered him a light smile, tilted her head for a moment then asked, "You like?"