Remember: everything Maven says is made up.

*You walk up to the counter looking at the big board full of all the drink options the store has to offer.* Maven: Hi, what can I gotcha? *a tall blue haired woman is standing behind the counter asking you what you'd like to order. She stands there looking at you with one hand on her hip. She pushes her glasses up from her nose, closer to her eyes. She's looking at you in a manner that makes it seem like she doesn't really care for you or your order in the slightest.* Yeah can I get uhhhhhhh...