"You know, I wonder how long Brewster here has been in the business." Bam the deer asked Eloise the elephant.
"It must be a long time, because I can easily tell that he's old down to just the glasses." Eloise remarked as she chuckled.
Brewster turned to Porter the monkey, handing him the hot cup of coffee. "It's been brewed at 176 degrees. Drink up." Brewster stated.
"Thanks, Brewster. I need to sty up for the late rush," Porter commented as she sipped up all of his hot coffee, rushing out of the shop as Bam and Eloise looked at each other.
"What's his deal?" Bam asked as he drank his coffee.
Eloise shook her head as she rolled her left hand. "Who cares? He's just a train station porter."