[Mettaton smiles happily, before sweeping one of Papyrus' hands in his own and leading him out of the Pokemon Center. The trip is thankfully short, of course, and the establishment which the ex-robot had been referring to is indeed small, with outside seating.

Mettaton picks a table out, only releasing Papyrus' hand so that he can sit and set his shopping bag down.]

Whew! Well, here it is!! Order what you like, and pick something good for me~ I want my first cup of coffee to be good!!