Four steps from the counter to your table. The floor plan is a circuit, and the robots are the current.
Tap the console at your booth or order from the counter. It lands in the kitchen queue instantly.
A unit docks at the pass, takes two trays, and reads the table number off the ticket.
It threads the floor without clipping a single chair leg. People move; the line holds.
Trays down, lights up, and a human hand puts the coffee where you want it.
Ground floor, glass front, blue light spilling onto the pavement. Parking for cars, bodas, and the occasional rover.
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