Things were amiss when he arrived at the house he and Yuki-nee shared. For one, Yuki-nee was still doing her hair when he arrived. Second, Rayet, Inko and 'Lucia' -as he had been informed- were sitting on the couch, watching a movie. Neither Rayet nor Inko looked prepared to leave any time soon. In fact, their state of comfort seemed to imply that they had not been informed of their timely departure. His suspicions were only confirmed when Yuki-nee waved a casual goodbye to the entire room, gave him a thumbs up, accompanied by a grin he had come to categorize as cheeky, and walked out of the apartment. He'd almost followed her out, but Inko was talking to him, and even he knew that would be incredibly rude.

"I got to make breakfast!" Inko was saying. She'd gotten up from the couch when he'd arrived, and was currently standing in front of him. The dress she was wearing was very nice, and likely expensive, given the brand.

He was going to say something to her comment, when Rayet murmured from the couch. "She cooks back at the apartment." Inaho blinked over at her, to see that Rayet was talking to Lucia, who for whatever reason seemed to be listening intently. He dismissed the very churlish idea that she had come here to visit him, but paid attention to what Lucia answered.

"You don't cook, Rayet?"

"Not a big thing where I'm from."

"That sounds nice. Your food is preferable to Yuki-nee's." Inko seemed unhappy that he had not immediately answered her, instead shifting his attention elsewhere. Her smile -which had not gone away- widened a little when he answered her.

"Yuki isn't that bad at cooking. You should see the messes Rayet makes!" Inko smiled, and looked over at Rayet. Inaho couldn't help but smile at her. She'd noticed that his mind had been elsewhere, and gone out of her way to encourage him. Or he thought so. Maybe she was just childishly teasing Rayet. It was hard to tell.

Inko looked over at Rayet, seated on the couch, and smiled sweetly. Rayet shrugged and looked away. "I'd be better at it if I cared."

Lucia's green eyes didn't leave Rayet's face. "You don't care about good food?"

Both Inko and Rayet looked over at Lucia at the strange comment, but Inko shook it off fastest. "You should care, Rayet! Good food is the way to anyone's heart!"

Rayet shrugged, and looked over at Lucia in what Inaho would deem suspicion, before shrugging again, as if she'd forgotten she did it the first time. "There's no need to make it yourself if you can just buy good food."

Inko scowled, but Inaho spoke first. He had a feeling he would have a hard time getting anything in on these three. He figured when an opportunity presented itself, it was ideal to take it. "Preparing your own food is more economical, and food personally prepared can be made to individual specifications. It is cheaper, wastes less, and can be made much healthier than food that is pre packaged, or made for mass market consumption."

Rayet rolled her eyes, and shrugged. "It isn't like we're starving." If anyone else noticed how Lucia's eyes lowered at that statement, no one mentioned it. Inaho certainly let the observation go unvoiced.

Inko, for whatever reason, did not rise to the occasion of chastising Rayet. For what reason, Inaho could not discern. Instead, she looked over at both Rayet and Lucia, before turning back to Inaho. "The three of us were going to go to lunch. Yuki said there's a nice little restaurant three blocks down. We thought we'd all walk down there together." Inko paused there. It was an obvious sign that he was meant to say something, but his thoughts were occupied with his sister. She was likely driving down the road, exceptionally pleased with herself, for some unseen reason. He knew enough to know she would be happy at this turn of events, but was unsure as to why. When he failed to answer Inko, she blushed, and looked away. "It'd be nice if you cou-"

"We're all going to lunch." Rayet interrupted. His eyes shifted to her, and away from Inko. "Take your crutch. Yuki says you've been leaving it here, and I am not waiting for you to hobble down three blocks." With one solid movement, Rayet rose from their very comfortable couch, and looked at him impassively. Beside her, Lucia also rose, but it was a far more graceful movement. It was interesting how two people could do exactly the same thing, with entirely different implications by their actions.

"Are you under a time constraint?" His question was angled towards Rayet, and she gave him a rather non-feminine look.

She looked over at Inko again before answering. "No, but I don't have much patience either. Let's get going." With that simple command, Rayet headed towards the door. Inko watched her move for a few second, before smiling over at Inaho, and following Rayet.

For half a second, it was only he and 'Lucia' looking at one another. She smiled, and then followed the other two girls towards the door. Inaho ambled over to the television, the movie that had been on long forgotten. He watched it for a few seconds, before switching the device off, and ambling behind the three girls. He made sure to grab the crutch, as he had been instructed to do so. He wondered exactly how long this was going to take, and why exactly his sister had chosen to set him up in this particular manner.