He clicked the tongs together as his eyes surfed through the counter for all the items. He was still learning all the names, there was something new and different each time he swore. It was like colors, how the hell were there so many names for something that should be just a donut?
"You sure?" He popped the top of the box down, bending it in a little from his fingerprints. It was totally too flimsy of a box. "Coffee or tea to go with that?" That was another thing that was annoying. Did coffee have to have so many names too? He couldn't count how many times he'd had some asshole come in thinking they were in a Starbucks.