[She brushes off the ?compliment? with a shake of her head.] Chitose. [Him again, that practically-a-brother of hers, her brother's best friend since middle school. The one that flirts and goofs around. The loyal, reliable one. That Chitose. So don't mistake her intuition about some guy's advice for actual experience.]
Maybe... [There is that issue of familiarity, though. Erika fidgets.] There's always going out to a restaurant, right?
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Maybe... [There is that issue of familiarity, though. Erika fidgets.] There's always going out to a restaurant, right?