My hearing is not the best, and ambient noise only makes it worse. But I was sure I heard the Starbucks guy making my espresso truffle correctly over the clacking of the registers and the hiss of the espresso machine: "You look cute, baby." He looked up from the register keyboard and grinned at me.
I smiled back hesitantly. "Um, I'm sorry?"
He said loudly, "I said, look at that cute baby." He dipped his head to the side. "Over there to your left."
I looked at the adorable moppet in her stroller and waved. She smiled back at me then looked away, suddenly shy.
"Have a great day," said the Starbucks guy, handing me my change. I did not leave a tip.