I took it in a mobile coffee shop late yesterday. The barist, or as he was there, painted a flower on the top of a milk foam with some chocolate paste.
Today I went by, serves already another "operator". I asked Late again.
The boy painted a dollar sign on the pen.
The dialogue:
I: Oh, and yesterday I painted a flower...
Q: No, the flower...it’s somehow...not in a way!
I don’t know what I’ll be painting tomorrow.