That new blender must have just sounded like white noise.

A sudden shout of “IT’S ALIVE!” followed by 10 shots of espresso woke him from his snooze.

Angie
glanced over his way. “Oops! Sorry! It’s just that I haven’t crafted
this drink in a while and it’s coming along perfectly! I’ve got this
part just right!” She laughed.

“Alrighty, big question. Chocolate or caramel?” She placed a hand on her hip.

“GAH!”

The Repairman shot up almost immediately after the shout, and looked towards the coyote in alarm.

“Oh,” he said, almost nodding off again, “Okay. Heh…”

He considered getting chocolate, if only because caramel might stick to his throat. Then he remembered he didn’t have a throat anyway, and said, “Oh, surprise me.”

He really was in no position to decide for himself.