[h2][color=slategray]Kazou [/color]- Outside McDonald's[/h2]
The creepy stare birdbrain gave Kazou made his heart rise into his throat. She gazed at him almost as if he was food begging to be devoured. Part of Kazou thought that was slightly hot, but he shut down that part of his brain and began walking towards the bike. All he needed was a little motivation after all; he was the kid who'd jump off a bridge if someone pretended to be his friend, which these people surely were.

Screaming in his head about the awful idea, Kazou scooted onto the bike just behind Hitomi. This was probably the closest he'd been to a woman in a year and she was insane and would in all likelihood get them both killed. Concussions at least; no one here was wearing a helmet. Hitomi could barely reach the damn pedals. Kazou would gloomily take one for the team here.

[color=slategray]"You uh, don't reach the pedals. Should I handle that and you steer? Since you know where we're going I mean."[/color] Kazou asked. Without an answer he began edging his feet towards those machines of his destruction, but moved his body no closer to the other rider on his bike until she gave him permission to take over the speed. After a response from her, Kazou would ask another question.

[color=slategray]"So, where are going? A detective's office? To see a pizza robot named... Drake?"[/color] 
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