[color=00a651]"Sasori-san!"[/color]

She liked the straight-talking old peeper. He'd been considerate enough to at least grab them some food yesterday before they'd put their heads together to crack the devilish mystery at the heart of the case of the possessed pizza Phenexes. Maybe the others weren't as comfortable here - after all, the place was no palace and not everyone could really flap gums with Sasori for very long without getting confused. But Kimiko, the princess of two queen bee PIs herself, enjoyed his company.

[color=00a651]"We're hitting on all eight on this end. I brought the gang."[/color] Kimiko gestured expansively to the crews of the two bicycles, hopping down off Daisuke's shoulders and plopping her helmet down on Daisuke's head. He'd need protection for the rest of the trip. [color=00a651]"You know the nance and my little tomato. The new kid is Kazou. He's got a different konk than the rest of us, even the moll. Might be a little bit of a gunsel, honestly...no idea if he'd throw lead or take the powder when the time comes. But I'd like to think he's a wise head. Now, [i]where's my doggo.[/i]" [/color]

Kimiko walked around the Toyota once, looking for any sign of her DRU inside the van, before drifting towards the front of Sasori's office. Her eyes widened in satisfaction when they struck her prize, and a soft coo rang out from the charismatic weirdo's pipes, the sounds of her beginning to call for a pet. If anyone followed her gaze through the glass door, they would see [url=https://i.imgur.com/6Ymjd8O.jpg]the doggo in question[/url] skidding along Sasori's dinged-up hardwood floors. Its optics, an artificial clear blue that could only be a product of machinery, gradually filled up with a swelling pink heart inside each eyeball, bouncing giddily in Kimiko Saitō's direction. 

[color=00a651]"Aaaaah."[/color] Even in Kimiko's typical lazy monotone, her glee at DRU's approach and recognition of her person was palpable. She looked like a proud parent who had just been christened 'Mama' by a learning infant for the first time. [color=00a651]"There it is. Who's my little pizza boy?"[/color]

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[color=00a651][i]"Aaaaaaaaaaaah."[/i][/color]

Kimiko held open the glass door for her loyal automaton until its four wheels touched concrete, at which point she parked her butt firmly upon DRU's oblong head and turned to face the group, legs straddling DRU's sides affectionately. 

[color=00a651]"See, Kazou? Doubting a girl never pays off in this game called life, unless you happen to be a boy or girl. Then you're playing the high-low wheel called love, and that's a whole different type of game."[/color]