Arsene flies in from outside and starts making coffee in Leblanc. "Think Boss would be frightened of my appearance in here? I feel like making some coffee. I need it because I deal with Kidd". ( random Arsene )
his sudden appearance was met with an arched brow and a casual shrug, the teen leaning over the counter to prop his chin up in his hands. ( sojiro wasn’t around to scold him for his terrible posture— in fact no one was, save for arsene himself. )
❝ knowing boss, he’d probably just make you pay for your drink. ❞ akira quipped, after taking a moment to mull over the question. his casual tone made it difficult to discern whether he was actually being serious or not. ❝ lucky for you, i just so happen to be a more merciful purveyor of caffeine. ❞ an easy claim to make when he wasn’t the one trying to run an actual business. ❝ though i do accept tips— especially in the form of compliments. it warms my heart knowing that i’m excelling at my craft. kinda like a freshly brewed cup of coffee, now that i think about it. ❞ he winked, lips twisted into a crooked smirk. ( was he laying it on a little thick? just a bit. )
❝ actually... now that i think about it, that’s kind of interesting to hear, ❞ the thief continued, his tone more subdued and genuinely contemplative. ❝ ‘cause i get along with ryuji just fine. is kidd really that much of a handful? ❞