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Kenny walks in to the coffeehouse to annoy, I mean, chat with Tweek

Peaches: What can I get you, sir?

Kenny, immediately setting his sights on a new target: Your number~

Peaches: Great... Will that be all?

Kenny: chuckles Sorry. It's just, uh... Tweek's usually the one behind the counter.

Peaches, about to call out for Tweek: Tweek! Some loser is here to see you!

Kenny, holding up his hands in surrender: Ah, no, no, wait! Just hear me out here! I-I didn't mean to bother you or nothin'! It's just that...

Peaches: It's just that what? You find me attractive?

Kenny: Hey, you said it not me, dollface~

Peaches: ... Right. Yeah, okay. Seriously, what are you, some rodeo clown?

Kenny: Oh, harsh words from such pretty lips.

Peaches: sigh

Peaches: Dude.

Kenny: Right, sorry, sorry. Can I just get a uhm... Vanilla latte?

Peaches: With what kind of milk?

Kenny, trying not to say something perverted that would surely get him kicked out: Uh... Bre-- I mean, cow milk.

Peaches: Alright.

Kenny stands there awkwardly at the counter, mentally punishing himself for being so dumb and probably thinking he made her uncomfortable

Peaches: Here. One vanilla latte with *cow's* milk.

Kenny, accepting the drink: Thanks.

Kenny: You didn't happen to, uh... Write your number down on here for me, did you?

Peaches: Maybe. Maybe not.

Kenny: Playing that game, are we? I like it~

Kenny: Hey, sweetcheeks~

Peaches: You again? Alright. What's on the menu this time?

Kenny: I am, technically. I work here now!

Peaches: Oh dear God save us all...

Kenny: What's wrong, Peach pie? Afraid of your new coworker and future boyfriend already?~

Peaches: Don't call me that. I don't know you and I don't like you. 💢

Kenny: Okay, but just hear me out here -- I need this job. And you. I need you.

Peaches: Save me the theatrics, Kenny. Look, if you flirt with me any further I'm telling Tweek to fire you!

Kenny, holding his hands up in surrender: Oho! Can't make any promises, my goddess in uniform~

Peaches: sigh Alright, whatever dude... We'll give this a shot.

Kenny, blushing: W-Woah, us? Really??!

Peaches: The *job*, you moron!

Kenny: Oh... That was going to be my second guess.

Tweek: Finally, we made it...

Peaches: You look like you were at war. Do you need to sit down?

Tweek: Yes please.

Peaches: Thought so.

Tweek: long ass sigh

Kenny, already taking off his apron:

Peaches: You did pretty good today, newbie. I'm surprised.

Kenny: Surprised enough to go on a date?

Peaches: Keep dreaming, loverboy.

Tweek: You know, when I was you kids' age Craig and I got hitched without a problem.

Peaches: You're the same age as us! 💢

Tweek: Ah, the good old days...

Peaches: Nevermind, he's hopeless.

Peaches, turns to Kenny: You ready to go?

Kenny: Wait, you're serious? We're going somewhere? *Us*??

Kenny: That was some quick decision making.

Peaches: Yeah, we are. But you're paying.

Kenny: Fair enough.