Try to get a discount

There is no way you can afford this stuff. You came here to see sexy catboys, not go bankrupt. You draw on your knowledge of nekos and what they like.

Much like cats, they enjoy laying on warm stuff, sitting in confined spaces, and being pet. You see no reason why the barista would go for the first 2 things, but maybe he'd accept petting as a coupon.

Hesitantly, you reach a hand out. Beans is looking down at a cup in his hand, on which he is writing your name, and doesn't notice your hand until it's gently petting his head. You snake your hand between his ears, which are now twitching in pleasure, and slick his messy brown hair back.

When the catboy doesn't stop you, you pull your hand back and run it over his head again. Then again. And again. Beans' eyes are closed in pure ecstasy while you pet him, letting out a moan when you switch to scratching behind his fuzzy ears.

"Mmm fuck. Did someone forget to bring cash?" The barista asks. You are momentarily concerned that he knows exactly what your plan is, but he quickly tells you "Don't stop! Plenty of first timers don't bring enough money." As your fingers dig deeper into the tender flesh behind Beans' ear, the horny barista starts to uncontrollably thrust his hips back and forth. Subtly at first, but it quickly becomes more obvious.

"I can give you a discount (MMM!) but you'll have to spend the day with Sneaker." Beans pointed to the wall and you followed his finger to a picture of shy looking grey furred neko in his mid-20's. "He's not bad (Oh fuck!) but he's not our A-list material. Is that okay with y- (Shit!) you, sir?"