"Yay!" Daisuke cheered, wrapping his arm around Cyril's elbow and beginning to prance around in circles, imitating a dance of some sort. He laughed, whirling the two about. "We're friends! Let's hang out and play video games and other stuff!" Then, as if the Japanese boy had suddenly remembered something urgent, he stopped in his tracks with a gasp. He retracted his arm from the grab and took a step away from Cyril, pulling his hand behind his head as he threw it at Cyril, quickly slapping his face. "You told me to do that, too! Or wait, was it that other guy..."
Daisuke rubbed the back of his head and fixed his messy brown hair, sighing. "Oh well, I can't remember. But somebody told me to do that!"