And just like that, Ulysse is finding his work taken out of his hands and looks a touch bewildered for a second, there, as he stares back at Rook making himself at home behind the bar. He's not annoyed, just a bit confused how they got here.

"... I was going to offer to make coffee while heating that up, actually. You're going to have your hands full dealing with the customers later..." he answers with a little sigh of defeat and a quick, faint smile. "Though I don't mind starting with something alcoholic instead."