She took the cup from him and set it on the reception desk. Mo was dutifully trying to not fall asleep as he watched over the lobby. Erin smiled. "Wanna do me a favor and take care of that?" She said, gesturing at the cup.
Mo looked skeptically, slanting his eyes at the cup as a smirk crossed his face. "What's in it for me?"
Erin shrugged. "Ten minutes away from the desk and a little less fighting the doze."
Mo nodded. "Sounds like a plan. Could use me some coffee myself."
Satisfied with the result she turned back to Joseph. "Coffee fixed. It won't be stuck here, waiting for you anymore."