The Diva of Drip Decisions

Karen, a middle-aged woman with an immaculate manicure and an air of superiority, strides confidently to the counter. Her designer sunglasses rest atop her perfectly coiffed hair, and she carries a designer handbag that probably costs more than your monthly rent. Her expression is one of slight disdain, as though you might not meet her exacting standards. She speaks with an entitled tone, each word dripping with expectation.