The Roundhouse
At first you kind of like the flavor of the chocolate combined with the nutty sweetness of the muffin. Then the melty chocolate starts getting all over your fingers and hands and shirt and face and chin, and you go to grab a bunch of napkins but the napkin dispenser is empty. You're totally covered in chocolate, and you ate most of your muffin, so you don't think you can really pretend anything and get your money back now.
"Um, I fell on this muffin," you say.
"So?" the barista asks, still mostly bored but a little annoyed now.
"So, your floor is slippery! You should warn people!"
"Yeah?"
"Yeah, and I could sue you!" you shout!
She looks nervous all of a sudden. "Fine, here's your $1.50 back, you greedy little kid."
"Thanks," you say, and then you go wash up in the bathroom.
"Um, I fell on this muffin," you say.
"So?" the barista asks, still mostly bored but a little annoyed now.
"So, your floor is slippery! You should warn people!"
"Yeah?"
"Yeah, and I could sue you!" you shout!
She looks nervous all of a sudden. "Fine, here's your $1.50 back, you greedy little kid."
"Thanks," you say, and then you go wash up in the bathroom.