[Aizawa simply stands and stares at Shouto for a long second, still frowning. Then, exhaling slowly, he draws a step back to raise a free hand and pinch the bridge of his nose for a moment, eyes closing.

Rick Astley is still refusing to give up or let them down twofold. The weight of the shopping basket on his arm registers and when he raises it. He is.......way too tired for this, Aizawa thinks to himself. All he wanted was to pick up some milk and coffee, not an existential crisis?? He drops his hand.]

--I'm not talking about this in the middle of a store. Let's...wait until we're both out, alright? And have gotten this resolved, maybe. [He waves his own still-blaring phone slightly, then lowers it.] You might as well try 'salt lick' and see what happens. ...What's your name?