As Sachiko figured, Katsuro wasn't really going to be a big help with this. She got a small chuckle out of his performance, she could say that much, and he was trying to be helpful. Still, the idea of simply waiting around for things to resolve themselves was cold comfort, and she hardly needed to be told to do it. But she hardly came here expecting to achieve a revelation of understanding. [b]"Yeah, I'll order something."[/b] She took a moment to go order her meal before returning to conversation. [b]"Oh, I also got roped into joining that Idol club thing that popped up recently. Somehow, Misaki got involved with it and now she insists I join in with her. I would've said no if it weren't for me feeling a little guilty over how I treated her today. So you'll be seeing me in some kind of embarrassing outfit at some point this year. Your dream come true, right?"[/b] She really was a little worried about this Idol club business. It wasn't a bad idea, but she really didn't think she would feel comfortable doing photo shoots in weird outfits like those models were always wearing. Who knows, the whole thing might just end up being a magnet for the school's collective perverts. In any case, she would have to give it a go, or Misaki would never let her hear the end of it.