[h2][color=slategray]Kazou [/color]- McDonald's[/h2]
Kazou frowned openly as the worker-boy admitted what had gone down wasn't on the news. He retracted his hand and slipped his phone back into his pocket. That was fishy. Maybe they wanted to be the originators of a new rumor; he hadn't heard anything about any pizza bots from anyone else so it was possible. Of course, he also hadn't [i]talked[/i] to anyone in a few days so it was possible he was behind on the rumor mill. And as stated before, birdbrain wasn't capable of lying.

The both of them suggested he check it out for himself. But the firehead cut them off, insisting she instead [i]had[/i] a pizza robot just chilling someways downtown. Like a fucking [i]pet.[/i] All of this seemed wrong, these people he had never met before so casually talking about pepperoni AI machines and horror movies and- augh! Everything made no sense but... But there was an odd force compelling him to stay, to follow these people. They all seemed so honest, so out there, so unlike Kazou that frankly he couldn't help but sit here and be enraptured by these people.

[color=slategray]"Uh, don't you have food here?"[/color] Kazou questioned during the lapse in conversation. It was the most honest sounding thing he'd said all morning; no fake smile, no laugh, just his slightly shaky voice bringing reason to the three insane students he'd been wrapped up in. [color=slategray]"And uh, downtown? We're gonna go there? That's a pretty damn far walk... I don't have a bike so should we take the tram? I have enough cash for myself and someone else; I could meet you guys there maybe?"[/color]

Wait, was Kazou getting ahead of himself? He barely knew these people. Not even acquaintances really, and he was going to meet up with them? But before he could even get an answer, the worker-boy was already up and walking out the door, casually picking firehead up like it was nothing! Kazou, not even sure what he was doing now frankly, followed the group out the door, listening to "Daisuke" as he was called give orders. There were two bikes here, it seemed. Daisuke and Kimiko on one bike and...

Oh god. Was Kazou going to be riding with birdbrain? She'd peck his eyes out...

[color=slategray]"Should I, um, just take the tram? Where are you guys headed maybe I could meet up I mean..."[/color] Kazou rambled. If push came to shove (and by that he meant one person telling him to; he craved human contact even if it was from the mentally ill) he'd ride with her, but he really couldn't stomach the thought of bringing the idea up himself, and he was 100% sure he couldn't reliably carry a girl even that tiny on his back without toppling from the speed of the bike. That meant one of them would be clinging to the other and Kazou just was not ready to say that aloud. For now he stood awkwardly, fidgeting near the other bike.