Stay, obviously!

The barista hesitated for a moment.

You couldn't work a customer service job for very long at all without learning how to handle a brain seize. The official company policy recommended trying to anticipate the customer's true intentions and acting in their best interests, but in actual practice it was usually an opportunity for a huge up-sell. However, there was no additional sale to be made here. Charlotte had already ordered and the drink was already prepared, so the choice of where she drank it wasn't going to affect the price at all.

He glanced around the shop, which was a little busier than usual for this early on a weekday. He happened to notice a man as he walked past outside, reversed a couple steps for a second look at the tits fully displayed in the window, and then came inside the shop for a better look. Then, he saw the man shrug, walk up to the counter, and order something.

Charlotte being naked in his shop was good for business. He knew she had someplace to be -- work, probably -- but he couldn't pass up on an opportunity like this!

"You should drink it here!" he suggested in his practiced, good-natured barista voice. "In fact, you should sit on top of that table there by the door, facing the window, with your legs spread! Doesn't that sound comfy?"

"The comfiest!" Charlotte beamed under the adrenaline rush of another resolved brain seize.

She handed him a few dollars from her purse to pay for her coffee, stood up, and walked over to the table he'd pointed at. She climbed on top of it and rested back on her elbows with her knees in the air. It was a little tough to actually drink her coffee from this angle, but it was a man's idea so she didn't dare question it!

Tits in the window had garnered some attention, but having her legs and pussy on display like this had people pouring in the door. Most of them were just rubberneckers, wondering who the hell those genitals belonged to and what the hell they were doing on top of a coffee shop table, but more than enough of them became paying customers to assuage any guilt the barista might have felt about derailing Charlotte's morning commute.