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[color=4169e1]"I don't care what brand of chips you buy. I [i]do[/i] care what brand of milk we buy."[/color] 

It was a little odd that he wanted to go to the bank. Not extremely, it happened from time to time. But it [i]was[/i] Academy City, and most of their banking was done online. If even on a computer, much of it was on their phones. Actual trips to the bank were usually reserved for larger occasions, like renting their apartment. Umeko couldn't think, off the top of her head, of anything that would warrant a visit. Still, it wasn't out of their way. If Brennan said that he needed to go to the bank, to the bank they would go.

And [i]then[/i] she'd get to find out why.

Her curiosity could wait. Grocery shopping was first. She squeezed her arm around his waist, bumping him affectionately with her shoulder. Her other hand fished around in her interior jacket pocket, looking for the grocery list. And the parts list. It wasn't a small amount of stuff that they needed to obtain, but that was alright. The errands were nice. Time to hang out, get some things done,and enjoy the weather. Later in the day it would be too hot for her tastes and she would long for the air conditioner, but for now the morning straddled the line nicely between cool and warm. 

[color=4169e1]"Which grocery store are you thinking, Brennan?"[/color] Again, the syllable stretched. [color=4169e1]"The one near my model store, or the one near the store for our rocket parts?"[/color]