Wash became aware of his fidgety movements when the guy behind the counter gave him an odd look. He planted both feet firmly on the ground and fought the urge to start rubbing the back of his neck.
Caramel wasn't really necessary, but Wash nodded slightly. "Please." He watched the barista fill out the side of the cup. When did ordering coffee become so complicated? Oh...espresso...right.
"Wash," he answered the guy's question reflexively.