The lemonades at the malt shop startled a laugh out of him, a sharp and breathy giggle that he quickly stifles. Nodding agreement, he winks, looking forward to their mischief. "I'm going to pick up a few more things--I'll meet you out front, shall I? We can go from there. Did you drive?"

Huaisang walked to the store. He hasn't yet learned to drive. Vehicles remain strange and a bit terrifying to him.