[quote=@Krayzikk]
"Y'know they're the same fries, right, Kimiko-chan?" Daisuke asked rhetorically, even though he knew with Saitou Kimiko no question was ever really rhetorical. At least no rhetorical one would be. She'd answer in her unique, left-field way and more often than not catch everybody who wasn't used to her off guard. It was her way. A way that had taken months upon months of knowing her, either at work or school, to get used to. But her way nonetheless. The teen adjusted the strap of his bag, glancing back at the doorway where he'd been heading just a minute before.

"I'm planning on heading home. Gotta grab something to eat, I skipped lunch. Want to walk with me? I can supervise my coworkers, make sure they get your fries right." A pause. "You never skip fries, it's weird that you'd think about it."
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[color=00a651]"That's a good point..."[/color]

Rarely did Kimiko ever skip out on her two pilgrimages to the cozy little temple in Daisuke's neighborhood - that most prolific of outposts, the tiny little thread in the larger, greasy tapestry that was the world's largest hamburger chain. Lit up like a beacon into the 1 to 2 am hours every night, it drew Kimiko in like the young budding detective was a whaling boat, exhausted after her long tour at school. She loved sitting down with her gargantuan tray of fries before she went home, and she loved the two sodas she would slurp down after she got thirsty and went back in time to spend the midnight hour. 

But it was certainly true - though the fryer and the fountain remained the same no matter who was on shift, and the price never changed, Miyamoto-kun was still the most talented server on staff when it came to handling her regimen.

The others would roll their eyes at Kimiko.

[color=00a651]"I'm pretty hungry. Okay. We'll go."[/color]

They went.