[He can't quite tell if it is the coffee or his words that does it, but she seems to go from perfectly poised and sugar coated to something a little more real. She feels less like a Customer Service Machine at least, so he takes it as a win. He chuckles mildly at the praise, but there is something earnestly pleased in his eyes when she sips the coffee and looks pleased with the taste.]

As long as I'm someone's favorite, I don't think the reason matters all too much.

[SYLVAIN NO]