[ Man, he's so flustered about the machine robbing him that he doesn't even have time to be flustered about this weird closeness. HE WANTED THAT ORANGE JUICE, UGH. ]

W-Well? See this second row? [ His hand lowers slightly as he presses his finger against the glass, dragging it across as he continues explaining. ] You get to pick annnnnyyyyyyyy of these snacks or drinks. --Cool, right?

[ He's trying to sound enthusiastic about it, but it's hard when there's a muesli bar among those options. Who the hell ever orders those from vending machines?? No wonder they're cheap!!! ]

But only one! So... ch-choose wisely! I guess.