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[unabromista]

Who: Ken, Chichos
Where: Digitamamon's diner
When: August 7
What: Getting together, trading gifts, trying to figure out wtf is with these portal mishaps
Status: In progress

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[kindsong]

It hasn’t been too long since they’ve arrived, thankfully. He was rather enjoying the scenery through the window. The restaurant was even bigger than he remembered, and the place smelled of delicious fried rice. Eying leather bound menu, Ken tapped on the marble table. Hopefully it wouldn’t be too expensive

[unabromista]

As she beamed at Ken's compliment, she set her bag between the chairs opposite Ken and Wormmon, and helped her partner into his chair before settling in herself. "Be glad I didn't buss your cheeks," she teased, taking a little too much enjoyment in his blush. "But yes, I remember that time fondly."

Gotsumon nodded formally at Wormmon. He was never entirely sure how to respond to Ken's partner, as such possessiveness was beyond him, and opted for neutrality. He lifted up a hand in an awkward wave. "Hola."

As her partner stewed in his awkwardness, Chichos made herself comfortable in her chair and leaned over the table so that Ken could hear as she spoke in hushed tones. "I didn't want to cause a panic, but it took me several tries to get here when it should have taken me only one. Any idea what would cause it?"

OOC:It's the first time I heard it too!

[kindsong]

"Buss? What's a buss?"
With genuine curiousity in his eyes Ken started. It was the first time he has ever heard the term.

Wormmon hopped onto the table, in front of Ken (defensively), then pushed the menu towards their companions gently with his fore legs.

"Here's a menu for you two to take a look at-"

Casually, the taller of the two rested his head on one of his hand and eyed the table, debating whether he should tell Chichos the recent incident.

"....I'm unsure of what's going on, but it feels like something is up."

He started cautiously.