Mahito: Hey Douma, What am I now? *Legit, on his dark patterned poncho lookin' thingy is a printed paper of the texas state with a single short strip of tape on the top middle of his chest level.*
Douma: Um... Stupid?
Mahito: No, I'm texas!
Douma: *Cheerfully* What's the difference?
*Cue loud obnoxious laughter as the camera pans over to an already stressed Akio in his work desk trying to rewrite the rose crest at three in the morning.*










