Owner to pretty barista: "I just don't like the way he looks at you."
Pretty barista to owner: "Yah." Laughing. "Jelly belly. Ha!"
I've watched him, too. Sad, lonely, lecherous, overweight, unskilled. He's right that she's lovely. He's not competent to flirt with her. He should have stopped long ago.
Owner brings me a smoothie, rolls his eyes at the pudgy dude across the room with his lack of skill and his hard-on for the pretty barista.
Sad scene, to my mind. I'm pretty brought down the rest of the day.