A customer orders a vanilla sweet cream cold brew and says she’ll go shop real quick. The barista makes it — thick white cold foam sitting high on top of dark cold brew.

Then the time-lapse starts. The clock spins. The foam slowly sinks and collapses into a thin milky film while she wanders the aisles.

She comes back with a cart and bags, picks up the cup, and says, “This doesn’t look good. Make me another one.”

The barista looks at the melted drink, then at her cart, then at the camera. Deadpan. Silent disbelief.