Ramuda's Candy~

          Sounds like a fun time. Though not a Food Soul that would venture into such festivities like the younger ones would, Coffee would find somewhere to watch the view more than likely. Watching has some perks. “Hm, perhaps, should the time call for it. But if you call for me in a sweet voice, I just may.”

          Good eye– and adding into the shorter being frisky, or trying to, since he lacked in the height department but Coffee’s a gentleman and keeps silent, instead showing off more of his attire. “My former Master Attendant chose this for me,” Coffee replied, closing his jacket. “You could say that our appearance is highly determined by our Attendants when they first summon us.”

          "Sweet is in my name, so I'll make sure to call~! If I can." No promises. Depending on the time of day, he himself finds his own hands full, whether it was because of his own profession or because a pretty miss (or more) felt like eating lunch with him.

          "It's a pretty nice western brand! Never thought I'd see the likes of it here~" Master Attendant? 'Highly determined when summoned'? Those sure sound like very specific terms, and Ramuda was trying to piece all the context clues together with what urban logic he has. It's true the guy is poised, but he doesn't look like a butler type. So if someone dresses you up to their preference, that they would spend money on it, and if you called them 'Master', that could mean...

          This place was like a world of its own name, architecture, culture, and even the people in it. Ramuda hardly expected running into familiar faces anytime soon, let alone expecting them to be here as well (which he is grateful for,since that means he won't ever be bothered by That Doctor for a while!). But the moment he recognized that jacket and blue hair, his inner radar pinged so hard.

          "AHHHHHHH! You're here, you're here! DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICE~!" In typical Ramuda Amemura fashion, the bubblegum haired rapper ran towards his teammate, and without warning, threw himself to give a suprise hug.

          There’s nothing that can be done about the voice similarities unfortunately, Yamato can at least bask in the cutesy act being dropped. Interesting in how the other gets pulled out of it if he’s called out. Good to know.

          “I’m glad to hear that.” One less worry out in the streets; not that Yamato’s caring who this guy kisses in his free time, but it would cause a bit of a stir if anyone found Yamato going out kissing others. He’s got his idol reputation to consider. At being called a kid by this guy, an act that tends to only occur whenever he’s working with known stars that were his seniors, so hearing it from the bubblegum kid… “It made sense to me. Maybe you should be questioning yourself first if that’s where your mind went to?” 

          He cants his head to the side. “You’re one of those types that get happy with simple things like that, huh.”

          To be honest, he can speak proper Japanese without any cute intonations or raising his own pitch higher just fine. Most of his cute antics are for getting his way around people, anyway - like certain rappers or even onee-sans. He'd speak formally and in a deeper voice too, but that reminds him of Jakurai, and the thought of that's just 'ugh'...

           "Noooo. It. Did. Not. You could've phrased it better, and my mind wouldn't go where it did!" Even with Yamato's issue with Ramuda's vocal problems finally toned down, with him still are childish mannerisms. Just as he argued with younger but taller male, he flailed his arms in a gesture and puffed his cheeks afterward. With him acting cute very often, the habit does tend to come out on its own in a slip. When he has calmed, he finally speaks again,in a pout:

He expected as much, though Reiji still hoped that the other would know at least something about it. Of course he was new as well, which made the expectation unfair on Reiji’s part.

“So you’re new here too? How are you finding this place so far?”

          "Oh it's fine! The new place I'm im kind of reminds me of home,in fact." And he said his reply ever so casually - as if he wasn't talking about Sector 3,of all places,let alone being one of the captives of the biggest kidnapping of the century!

Hearing a voice close by, Reiji turned to see someone approaching him. “I was looking for Hive City Records,” he said, wondering if this person knew where it might be.

“However, I just arrived and am unsure where it might be. Would you happen to know?”

          “I’ve heard how you really sound like when you’re acting like the fashion police,” Yamato points out, not falling for the coy act. It wasn’t so long ago that that event had transpired, with the other calling Yamato a walking quilt. When did fashion outweigh comfort these days? 

          “Don’t kid yourself,” Yamato answers, and figures he should’ve worded his statement a bit better if that’s how the other took it. “You’re not my type and you’re like 12. Anyway, my first idea had been you get the chocolates and I get the kisses.” He’s still older than you, Yamato.

         Tamaki nods dumbly, drool dripping from the side of his mouth as he looks at the luxurious appearance of the lollipop. That looked like the King’s Pudding flavor! He’s never had the chance to have it ever since it came out. So it even exists in this world… it might not be as bad as he thought. 

        “Eh? Then what should I do to get one. I’ll do anything.” He responds blankly, not phased by his weird speech patterns. He’s acting like one of those cutesy girls at school… it’s kind of gross, if he has to be honest. Nonetheless… “I just want a lollipop.”

          This kid is definitely not the subtle type. Ramuda doesn't have to take a hint to know how much this tall boy wanted a lollipop, when he is actually drooling for one. Ew. 

          Still... He said he'd do anything, right? But what can this guy do? Even for him, making someone do something publicly humiliating is too far for just a piece of candy (or at least today he doesnt have the reason to go that far...yet). Looking at him,though... He does have quite the face and body.

          “Stop speaking like that.” It’s his own voice he keeps hearing, so this is just weird; especially if he’s imagining himself talking like…that. “I’m not interested in the chocolates, though I’m interesting in actual kissing. So trade off?”