Oh? You’re approaching me? Instead of running away, you’re coming right to me? Even though your crippling social anxiety is coming up with countless reasons why this is a terrible idea?

I can’t ask for more ketchup without getting closer.

Oh ho! Then get the fuck out of my restaurant.

This is how i envision every interaction with the public going tbh

Understandable, have a nice day!

But it’s ketchup. That’s too important! :3