The knock was followed by a moment of silence, and then the sound of careful footstep, instead of the tumbling running V-mon was used to. There was a click and the door opened, revealing a standing Armadimon garbed in a properly-sized green and yellow yukata, holding twin sticks of Pocky in one hand and a cup of tea in the other.
He took a quick sip and greeted his friend. All the dragon digimon could do was to gape at Armadimon. The mammal blinked.
"What's wrong? Do I have something on my face?" he asked.
"You're wearing a yukata," Veemon stated, incapable of clearing his mind.
Armadimon looked down at himself in concern.
"What? Does it make me look fat?"
"You. Are. Wearing. A. Yukata," the reptilian digimon repeated, his voice like that of a robot.
Armadimon blinked again. Veemon continued to stand there with his mouth ready to swallow flies. The yellow mammal shrugged, placed one of the pocky stick in the open maw and closed the door. Veemon did not even take notice when the candy stick fell to the floor.