She sidled up to him. "Heeeey, Ootori. You sure look nice today."

He flashed his glasses at her. "I look exactly like I do every day, besides the fact that my mode of transportation has been vandalized."

Liz smiled innocently. "That sure does sound horrible. I think, should you find the disgusting vandal, that you should give them a stern talking to and send them on their way."

He didn't blink. "Do you?"

She nodded vigorously and smiled wider. "Oh, yes. That should teach them a lesson."

He hummed and held the door that the host club had gone through open for her. She went in hesitantly. He slid in beside her and passed her a slip of paper. She opened it to see a number. "Uh."

"That is how much you owe me for the car."

She snorted and rolled her eyes, placing the slip of paper on top of his head. "Try again."

He brushed it off and flashed his glasses. "Excuse me?"

Liz smiled at him sweetly. "I owe you as much as it takes to fix a car window, not enough to pay for an entire new vehicle."

"You owe me the number on the paper."

"Have you seen my apartment? I can't afford that. You can go screw yourself." She leaned back in the leather seat.

Kyoya leaned slightly toward her, blocking the others view from the rest. "You've given me an idea on how you can pay off your dept."

Liz tilted her head slightly to look up at him. She deadpanned. "I'm not selling my apartment."

He leaned in farther. "That isn't what I meant."

She stared blankly at him before it dawned on her. Seriously? She raised her eyebrows and smiled sharply. "Are you threatening to rape me?"

"Not in as many words. You have to pay in some way."

She snorted and pushed him back into his seat. "No thanks. If you want to have sex with me so badly, you could at least take me to dinner first." She glowered at him. "Have some class."

He straightened his jacket and flashed his glasses. "You aren't taking me seriously."

Liz snorted. "You take yourself seriously enough for the both of us." And then, just to be annoying, Liz crawled over his lap to get to Honey and Mori.

"Hey, guys. Kyoya's being a meanie so I'm hanging with you."

"Hi, Liz-chan!"

Mori nodded.

Liz smiled and gestured to the bunny Honey was suddenly holding. "Who's this, Honey?"

"This is Usa-chan! Do you wanna hold him?"

"May I?"

"Mh-hm!" Honey passed her the bunny and glanced out the window.

He bounced up from his seat. "We're here! Come on, Takashi!"

"Ah."

Liz stepped out after the two third years. "Wait, Honey! What about Usa-chan?"

Honey waved from Mori's shoulders. "You can keep Usa-chan for now, Liz-chan! Just bring him to the Clubroom after school! Don't forget!"

"Okay, Honey!"

Liz ignored the glares coming from basically all of the girls in her general vicinity and walked over to Tamaki and Kyoya, holding Usa-chan close to her chest.

She smiled serenely. "I would like to inform you that your fangirls are currently mentally sucking out my innards with a bendy straw."

Kyoya almost snorted. "Lovely." He snapped his notebook shut and started walking.

Tamaki and Liz followed. He looked her over with a rather calculating expression on his face. "So, Princess, how did you get out of wearing the standard uniform?"

She shrugged at them and smiled. "Long story." She paused. "And don't call me Princess!"