The blushing counter girl keyed that order in, and beamed a mega-watt smile at the Professor. "Yes, sir!" She twisted a lock of hair around her finger in an obvious gesture of flirtation, but the Professor's attention was already diverted. He was sitting.

The girl, once settled in a chair, did her best not to lean on the table and go to sleep. Luna had parked underneath her chair, as if to keep watch, and Blaze had placed his little self in her lap. The little yellow fox heatbutted the girl ever so gently in the ribs, making a short barking noise. "Nngh." The girl blinked wearily, and looked at the two males who were desperately trying to care for her. There was clear confusion in her eyes. "Wh... why... why are you guys... helping?" 

The counter girl set a mug of coffee with an extra shot of expresso in front of the professor, along with a small bowl of various types of sugar packets. A little jar full of real cream followed. She then departed to wait for the sandwiches.