Social structure

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In this image, someone dropped a €50 bill on a shopping street full of sidewalk cafes. The predators heard him, poor thing.
Behavior
Both unique and mysterious, the behavior of the Parisian café waiter has been studied a thousand times without ever being completed. Indeed, even with government grants, no ethnologist has managed to stay long enough on a terrace to study the beast, which offers him coffee after coffee before dismissing him as soon as he has nothing left to consume. However, several elements have been noted.

The social structure of the Parisian waiter is particularly well established. At the very top of the hierarchy, we find the employer. He probably thought that hiring a guy who sulks was an excellent idea, and he acts as a sort of reference point for the animal, who regularly leans on the counter to whisper to him, casting strange glances outwards. It is assumed that this is in fact a sort telegram data of hypnosis technique, the only one capable of justifying anyone employing this kind of madman, and that it consists of whispering passages from the Necronomicon in his master's ear to keep him under control. The Parisian waiter, aside from this, is rather solitary and a homebody, anchored to his territory like a mussel on the Charles de Gaulle, making him an integral part of the landscape in the same way as a table, a chair or an old woman with a poodle.

Communication
The Parisian waiter's communication skills are relatively limited. Indeed, since learning to speak is too long for these superior beings to deploy quickly, Professor Thierron had imagined not teaching them the language, but giving them a simple, infinitely reusable database, designed from Apple's general sales conditions and pre-recorded dialogues from Baldur's Gate. This results in a series of typical sentences like:

"  What do you want?"
“The toilet? Are you using?”
"A glass of water? No, you have to have at least one coffee to stay.  " (hence the glass of water with the coffee: it's a pack. That way, if someone asks for a glass of water, they bring them a coffee, what a bunch of damned foxes)
“  Seventeen euros for coffee and croissant. ”