Two houses. Right. Well, don't think that its's on the house. [The owner laughed way too hard for the caliber of joke he just said and returned to behind the counter.]

[Makoto, for her part, is a little uneasy but seems fine. He was getting too friendly but at the very least left easily enough once the order was heard. Were she not with the boy she probably feel much less comfortable, but at the very least she wasn't completely alone... even if she only met him a few minutes earlier.]

I, uh, wanted to thank you for before. I don't think I got your name, though. So shall we do introductions?

My name is Makoto Niijima.