Maybe it's time to go.
If you can …
"I really just need the WiFi password," he said as innocently as he could.
She smiled again, but this time it was the slightest bit less warm. It was almost polite. She craned her head slightly so that her head pointed towards the board again. It was clear, he was a slow learner. She wanted him again to choose a receipt.
He thought of his kids in this situation and what he would have suggested they do at this point. He could even hear himself calmly explaining in rational terms.
Now, it seems like it was time to tell her that you're done with her little puzzle game, but that you really just needed the WiFi password. If that was too much trouble, you're terribly sorry to have inconvenienced her this morning, but you'll just have to find another café
