Dale grabbed the pen and paper and immediately backed up a little bit as he began to write it down. "Uhm, sure, we have both of those things." [i]And would you mind not hopping up and down like a maniac?[/i] Is what he wanted to say, but he bit his tongue. He didn't so much care if he offended her as much as he didn't want to lose his job for yelling at a customer, but Geez Louise. 

"So that's one tiramisu cake and a mocaccino. Got it." Then he waved the pen in Bryan's general direction, giving him a fake look of pity. There was a sort of laughter in his eyes, and it wasn't the welcoming kind. "...And what does the little man want today?"