Sunao Fuchi

*sighs* fine, I'll have a coffee.

"That's not food, Fuchi."

it's a drink, it counts. *I look over at the waitress and she nods, then walks away to make the coffee*

I.. uh.. *looks at the ground* it's been a while..

I grab your hand and yank you into a cafe "Order whatever you want, it's on me." I give you a thumbs-up. "Consider it me thanking ya for takin me home!"

*looks at you, surprised* you really don't have to-