[color=00a651]"Yo yo."[/color]

Kimiko climbed into the gumshoe's van and pulled DRU in after her, resting the robot between her and Daisuke. The girl who had spoken to her seemed glamorous. Like Kimiko's Japanese mom was glamarous. 

Schwing.

[color=00a651]"We're third-years,"[/color] Kimiko said. [color=00a651]"But someday I'm going to be Sailor Venus. You look glum. DRU. Did you use any of the cinnamon sticks as weapons?"[/color]

Apparently not. 

DRU produced some nice hot cinnamon sticks and a cup of icing.

[color=00a651]"Dessert is on the house, senpai."[/color]