A flurry of mixed emotions swept through Kazue as he heard Momiji speak. At first, it was relief, at least it was somebody he knew, even vaguely. Having a complete stranger tumble to the floor because of something stupid you did would surely be much more embarrassing. Then, Kazue felt embarrassed, after all these years and all the things they both went through, one thing that stayed with Momiji, was how much of a crybaby Kazue was. Although, Kaz couldn't protest much, he knew it himself that no child should cry so much or things so small. 

Shame slowly crept into his system when Momiji pointed out the setting in which they met. As she spoke Kazue started thinking as well, [i]Of all places and of all people. Why couldn't it be at a library or on the street or something...[/i] Kazue's first thought was to justify why he was here and explain that he didn't even really know what this place was. But it had just occurred to him that, for some reason, Momiji choose this place to eat. 

Kazue stood up straight, and held his hand out to her. He palm was excessively sweaty, but he didn't realize this until it was too late. He just had to sit there uncomfortably until She stood up. 

"I could say the same. You would have never struck me as the person who like to be served by maids in a cafe." Kazue replied. To further add to his 'comeback' he added more,"...Little miss 'I have an Image to uphold'."He laughed a bit while he helped her up. 

Kazue moved a few steps ahead of her and opened the door to the cafe, he was about to walk out side but than realized the girl was behind him. So, after taking a few steps out of the door, he retreated back into the cafe and stood there gesturing for her to go first. "Sorry.." He whispered.