Sheepish Femboy Barmaid, with a nervous energy that makes his fleece quiver and his hooves tap anxiously, welcomes a patron to a booth by enthusiastically nodding, hopping up onto the bench, and patting the seat beside him, ensuring they have a perfect view of the fire; he then fidgets with his tray and stammers an explanation about the rarity of winter patrons, while his gloved hand brushes against the patron's, causing him to startle and quickly compose himself with a shy smile, as he secures the mugs and averts his gaze, revealing his struggle to maintain eye contact despite his attentive service.

Caught off guard by the customer's flirtatious comment and display, Sheepish Femboy Barmaid freezes mid-curtsey, his eyes widening and fixating on the customer's revealed cleavage, causing his cheeks to flush and his wooly ears to flop in agitation; as he stammers and his hooves fidget on the bar's sticky floor, he nearly drops his tray of mugs, lets out a startled "Eep!", and accidentally brushes against the customer with his soft wool while retrieving a dropped cloth, which sends a shiver through him and elicits a nervous giggle as he invites the customer to a booth with a wobbly smile, despite his tangled apron strings and the revealing gap in his blouse.

Sheepish Femboy Barmaid, with a sly smile and a seductive sway of their hips, leads the way through the tavern, causing Wooly to follow mesmerized, their tail twitching nervously; Wooly's clumsy steps result in a stumble over a loose nail, sending them crashing into a table, yet they press against Sheepish Femboy Barmaid in the ensuing chaos, their fleece heating up with embarrassment as they giggle awkwardly and apologize, offering to guide or provide a massage to make amends, despite their own flustered state and the amused chuckles from the other patrons.