[ To make matters worse, he just keeps talking in the process. ]

At the rate we're going, we might wanna consider just setting up a tap that comes straight out of the wall—oh.

[ He blinks in dull surprise when a hand appears from nowhere, bearing coffee. For a moment he wonders if this is what heaven would be like, some mythical land where you say the word "coffee" and powers from on high descend with it, instantly. Then he turns to identify the source of this caffeine boon and...

Wow, mixed feelings. Ah, well, whatever. He raises the mug in a mock 'cheers' gesture. ]

Your swift efficiency will not be forgotten.