Otabek accepted the cookie, and bit into it. It was sweet. He liked it. He smiled again, looking quite pleased. He was having fun here. He took a lot of things seriously, but he felt relaxed here.

"It's delicious." He lifted up a hand and waved down the barista, ordering more cookies, so that they could enjoy sitting there and eating more and more.

"It is nice to take a break," he said finally, after the new supply of cookies arrived. He knew he probably shouldn't have this much sweet food (as an athlete), but he wanted it at the moment.