[ He looks over at her cup, and then squints as if coming up with a good critique. ]

I don't know, I'd say it's a flagellate.

[ But he orders them two new cups, and grabs a toothpick. ]

Light lines, you want to just etch into the foam.

Then for darker ones...

[ He pricks the sides where it's pure expresso, and then lightly dots in eyes, has enough on the end of his toothpick to draw in a mouth that's slightly darker than face lines. ]

See?

[ How did he motherfucking draw Nick Fury. ]