Riki: Here's your iced americano!
Celeste: Thanks!
Riki: Hey wait—where's your payment? You haven't handed it yet!
Celeste: [glares] But I'm your girlfriend! My drinks should be free!
Riki: But my coffee shop will go bankrupt. . .
Celeste: Who cares? We'll get married soon and I'll help you run your business.
Riki: . . .
Celeste: [arches a brow]
Riki: W-What did you say?
Celeste: I'll marry you. Don't you want that?
Riki: Oh God, Celeste. . . [sighs defeatedly] You really know how to bring me to my knees.
Celeste: [smirks]
Riki: Alright, then! Your drinks should be free from now on.
