[Fukawa shoots him a look.]

Oh? What then? Girl trouble? [She snorts, rolling her eyes.] I'll j-just bet it was. You totally blew it with some girl who worked there, didn't you?

[She assumes too much, but hey. Teenagers. If there was one thing on their mind...

Besides that, the way he insists this place looks like home to him earns another notch of suspicion. If he lived somewhere safe enough to have a damn mall with an ice cream shop he's got to be from a more innocent time. Or, regrettably, from "another world". That she has to take such absolute drivel seriously now is enough to make her gag.

Anyway.]

Ugh! D-don't even say that aloud! You might will it into coming true. [She hasn't got months. Who does? She has to get home, curse or no curse.] If we're st-stuck here any longer than a few days we'll have to get jobs. We'll have no choice. But for now, I. Um.

[She stops up short. They've come up to a clothing store, nothing too fancy. "Ruby's"? Nothing she knows of course, but it could be worth a look.

After all, her outdated uniform is decidedly worse for wear.]