Tweek ground his teeth together, tapping his fingers against the glass counter in annoyance as he glared at his customer. Craig opened his mouth to say something, glancing down from the menu to Tweek, but then closed his lips and looked back up, reading over every type of coffee, tea, cookie, cake, and pastry they had up on the board.
"Are you going to order anything or just stand there gaping at the f-freaking sign?!" Tweek finally snapped, managing to stop short of actually cussing his customer.
Craig looked back at him, arching a large eyebrow at him and managing to alter his usual scowl to a cannibalistic glower, causing Tweek to twitch and pull his hand off the counter top. "I'm just gonna gape at the sign." he grumbled, voice low and monotone, looking back at the menu and reading over everything once more, despite the fact that he could easily list all that they sold and the price.
Watching Tweek lose his temper was too entertaining to simply order something.