Espresso-ing His Intentions, Part 3

(I work in a coffee shop. I’ve been having a pretty rough day, and I’ve just been dumped in a relationship. Then a family with of three, a father, an eight-year-old girl and a four-year-old boy all come up.)

Me: “Hello, what can I get for you!”

Father: “Could we get-”

Four-year-old boy: *interrupting* “You’re so beautiful!”

Me: “Oh. Thanks!”

Four-year-old boy: “When I grow up, I’m gonna marry you! Do you have a boyfriend?”

Me: *slightly forlornly* “Not really…”

Four-year-old boy: “What? Men are crazy! You’re too beautiful to not have a boyfriend! I’m too little now, but one day, I’m gonna marry you!”

Me: *laughing* “Thank you! So, what’ll it be?”

Father: *smiling* “Three hot chocolates, please. And can I get cream and sprinkles and all that jazz?”

Me: “Sure! It usually costs extra, but since you’re my future father in law, I’ll give it to you for free!”

(The father laughs, and before they leave, the little boy points at me and gives me the thumbs up!)