They can't fall off, I need them.... [ which probably sounds a little suspect, especially to a healthy young teenager's overactive mind, but the way in which he slumps dramatically over the sink makes one think it's less for something in the "hanky panky" realm and more for something along the lines of "how will i do my math now?"

but he lifts his head when stiles offers that gross glass in a toast, looking at least marginally less Dramatique™ about it all. ]

There's no way... this is a regular business day. [ he straightens up suddenly. ]

I'm gonna take a peak out front. I bet it's like the same person just ordering compulsively. [ because somehow that's more believable than a really popular day for the restaurant?? ]