[center][color=cccccc]Well, damn.[/color][/center]
The thought jolted, rolled, danced and twerked inside Tony's mind as he watched with jaw-hanging-low the 600 vanish out of the sight with such speed that it made him think that perhaps, maybe, [i]français pensez que[/i]? This owner is no ordinary human, but rather, some female disguised with thief crafted skills. Because, because..

[center][color=cccccc]She. Is. Just. So. Fucking. Fast.[/color][/center]
His attention snapped at Amy's voice and abruptly choked whilst gulping the rest of the coffee. Wait, is she talking to him? Like- no video game or catfish prank online chat?
[center][color=cccccc]Shit, she is talking to him.[/color][/center]
Glaring between Amy and Mandy, Tony managed to answer in stuttered manner as if he had fluency disorder. [b]"Oh.. Y-yeah woohoo, I'm here."[/b] He flashed a grin and scratched the back of his head, awkwardly so. [b]"Drinking..this yummy coffee and enjoying this shape of this--um...uh amazing twilight sparkle mug!"[/b]

[center][color=cccccc][i]Great, now I look like a real virgin nerd.[/i][/color]
[b]"So......"[/b]
Perfect.
[b]"What's your story guys? You two happen to live here because this place holds childhood memories or is there other reasons?"[/b][/center]