"I could get behind a game!" He puts on an excited look, only to let his expression fall into one of helplessness. "Or at least, I would if I weren't on the clock. It's kind of hard to provide customer service when you're in the middle of fighting off zombies."

Still, he's leaned against the machine now, his eyes only flicking on occasion towards the door and counter to make sure there isn't anyone who he needs to greet.