[It’s actually kind of endearing how much Heigo fusses with his suit, and Atsushi can’t help but wonder how much he spent on it. He doesn’t own any expensive clothes himself, so getting covered head to toe in flour everyday is really no big deal. He’s also curious just how many times Heigo has broken his glasses to have a spare pair in his car...]

No, I don’t need anything. [Atsushi lets out a soft, airy laugh.] That’s all right. I’m not really worried about how you smell. I’m just hoping we don’t get lost on another detour...

[Atsushi finishes off his coffee and gets to his feet before disposing of it in a nearby trash bin.]

Ready when you are, Heigo-san.