Ah? [Admittedly, Ben didn't quite get a hold of just how engrossed Makoto was with the flowers--or what ritual she was really trying to invoke by brutalizing them. He rose up and then walked in front of Makoto, plopping down to sit right in front of her instead.]

Why're you bugging out, anyway? Shouldn't you be tryin' to find a fake ID to hit up a bar? That's what everybody else is doin'.