More like he was just lazy, but he's not going to complain if one happens to come his way via cute, fumbling coworkers. Although the entertainment of watching Ritsu get flustered was payment enough, in his book.

He really didn't mean anything when he called him sweety, it was true; everyone was sweety, or deary, or kiddo, or whatever little diminutive that popped into his head. He didn't have to try and learn anyone's name, that way. Didn't mean he didn't get reactions to it, though.

"Well, alright, honey," he smiled, giving Ritsu a wink. "If you need anything else, just let me know."