( whoops. too sudden? julian looks sheepish, but turns away quickly to do as he's asked before he can bumble around looking like an embarrassing idiot for too long. that's actually perfect, because the brief turn of his back and the resounding click of the lock gives him a chance to summon his nerve and snap out of it. by the time he's turned back around again, he has gained control of his facial expression and turned it into a grin. )

You still get customers at this hour? Well, they'll just have to learn their fate some other night. That—is that the coffee? It smells nice.

( lucky for that nose of his, able to pick up the coffee among the myriad smells in this place. )

I, uh, you... thanks for having me. Need me to do anything?

( steady there, doctor. all his hopes and dreams are pinned into the way he swaggers on into the shop. he's fine, everything's great. )