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Prompt: "I'd like to speak to your manager." From thetourguidebarbie a.k.a. Angelikah.

"Hi, what can I get-"

"Just get me a Passion Fruit Twist and make it hot," the man cut off, not even letting her get through the pleasantries.

It took Caroline a second to figure out what that meant. They had nothing of the like on the menu, so maybe he just got his order wrong. "I'm sorry, sir, but that's not on the menu," Caroline answered, turning on her sickly sweet customer service voice.

"What do you mean you don't have it? They have it everywhere else!" He yelled. If there was one thing Caroline hated more than anything, it was old guys who thought that their age put them above everyone else. Gritting her teeth, she counted to three.

"I mean that it is not on our menu. If I could interest you in any-"

"This is bullshit! This is what I'm talking about. Kids these days are so lazy. They can't do anything right. Did your mom coddle you, huh? Did she tell you you were special?"

The shop has only just opened, so there was only this man and one other guy who seemed hungover. The comment about her mother had stung just like any thought about her mother had after her passing last year. The man was still rambling on about work ethic. She felt a slight burning in her throat, choked sobs asking to be let out. She could feel her anxiety rising. Confrontation has always sent her into overdrive, and frustration somehow translates into tears with her.

"Sir, there's no need to be rash," she muttered, barely containing angry tears.

"Rash? You are denying me my service! I'd like to speak to your manager, tell them how unqualified you are."

At that moment, Klaus appeared. He was working in the back, making pastries like always. Even though he ran the place, he still liked to help out by making the food. "What's going on here?" He said, voice steady yet intimidating. His eyes softened at Caroline's expression, anger and irritation coupled with nearly spilled tears. "Love, are you alright?"

"Excuse me, young man, where is your manager?" The old man piped up again.

"What would you like to ask?"

"This girl," he said, jabbing his finger towards Caroline, "is denying me my service. I would like to make sure that she suffers the consequences."

"You are asking me for a drink that's not even on the damn menu!" Caroline exclaimed, on the verge of shouting. The man went positively red with anger.

"DON'T SPEAK TO ME IN THAT TONE! I AM THE CUSTOMER!"

"And I am the manager," Klaus barked, pinning a death glare on the man. He seemed to shrink a little. "We have the right to choose who we serve and we refuse you. Get out and don't come back."

"You can't-"

"Get. Out."

With a final huff and a muttered, I will speak to the authorities, he was gone.

Caroline crumbled into the counter in front of her, and she felt Klaus rubbing a hand on her back. He radiated heat, and it was oddly comforting. "Thanks," she muttered.

"Anytime, love. Would you like to take a break? I can man the register."

"No, no, I'm… I'm fine." She straightened herself up and painted a weak smile on her lips. Klaus was not convinced.

He stared into her eyes and took a step forward, his front pressed against hers. The proximity startled her for a second, and she took a reflexive step back. She found herself, crowded between him and the counter.

Slowly, as if not to scare her, he raised his thumb up to her face.

"Take a break, Caroline," God, he made her name sound so sexy, "you deserve it."

"Okay."

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