[It doesn't necessarily bring Leo joy to see Elliot upset, but he'd be lying if he said it wasn't endearing. The way that his friend wears his emotions on his sleeve (and face) is very charming to the boy who bottles up his own. When Leo says Elliot is like the sun, he means the parts that give you sunburns as much as the pleasant warmth.

So excuse him as he teases a bit more. He can't help himself. If Elliot seems like he'll really blow up and lose his job, then Leo will pull back and apologize. But until then, the most valuable item on this cafe's menu is its short-tempered waiter.]

Eh~ You won't make me a coffee yourself? What's the point of a handsome server if the patron doesn't have him all to themselves?

[Not Leo opening his own notebook and pretending that he's making a review note. He's twirling the pen between his fingers, because he won't actually badmouth Elliot even for money.]

Well then, I'll have whatever you recommend. I'm only interested in a drink, size small. [Leo saves his appetite for the meals that they share together.]