Schlatt parked the car, and got out so he could open Wilbur's door for him.

"Aw, you're such a gentleman," Wilbur joked.

"Don't mention it," Schlatt replied.

Schlatt led the way in to a cafe that was relatively empty.  There were only a few tables, and only one or two actually had people.  And there was only two employees behind the counter.

One was violently scrubbing down a countertop and the small machines that helped make the different drinks and food choices, while the second stood behind the register.

"Hello, what would you like," the one behind the counter asked.

He had a nametag that read 'Alexis,' and he was wearing a woolen hat that hid most of his hair. 

"Yeah, I'll take two 'home runs,'" Schlatt said confidently.

Wilbur looked up at the chalkboard menus, and saw there was no such thing as a 'home run,' food or beverage wise.

Alexis nodded with a smirk, and turned to the guy that was cleaning.

"Alex two, we need something special for someone special," he said.

"I don't speak in codes Alex," Alex 2 said in a monotone voice.

"Oh god damn it dude..."

"Hey, keep it family friendly, there may be kids around."

"Have you even looked around the place?  Its empty!"

"Yeah, we're just gonna go take our seats," Schlatt said.

He led the Brit to one of the many empty tables, and they sat down together.

"So, what did you mean by a home run," Wilbur asked.  "And how did Alexis know what you were asking for?"

"Oh, there was a seasonal drink I liked that got discontinued.  Alex here likes me enough to make it whenever I come in, and we call it a home run so his boss doesn't find out," Schlatt explained.

"Here you two go," the monotone Alex said, placing two glasses on the table.

As he walked away, Wilbur looked at the two drinks, and they looked more like art than a beverage.

The base of the drink was a pale green, with a red layer on top, with a white sauce of some type, and golden and silver flakes in the layers of liquid.

"Confused," Schlatt asked.

Wilbur just nodded in response.

"Okay.  From the colors, I beg you can tell that this was a Christmas drink," Schlatt began.  "The green stuff is minty coffee, they just dyed it green to match the seasonal shit."

"Keep it P.G., come on man," Alex 2 shouted.

"Moving on, the pinkish red stuff is raspberry creamer, poured in such a way it stays separated.  The white is condensed cream and milk, and the flakes are edible sugar.  It sounds like a mess of flavors, but it's pretty good."

Wilbur gingerly grabbed a glass and took a sip, and was surprised at the lack of a taste mint.  Usually it was such a strong flavor.

Wilbur watched Schlatt practically chug his, and stared in awe at how fast it went down.

"What, like what you see," Schlatt laughed.

"GAY," Alex said, pointing at Schlatt.

Other customers looked at him in shock and anger, and he just laughed.

"What, the guys a regular!  I can say what I want!"

"Until our supervisor shows up," Alex 2 said.

A/n: yeah, Technoblade cameo.  I was going to call him Dave, but for some reason I thought the Alex 1 and 2 thing was funny, so here we are.