"What kinda drinks do you have here?"

"I can show you."

"Aight."

"Do any of these look—"

"WHY THE FUCK DO YOU HAVE A WHOLE DAMN FRIDGE FULL OF STRAWBERRY MILK?!"

"Oh, sorry. Wrong fridge. This one."

"Shoto."

"Hm?"

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"Look."

"Oh. I'm not used to having guests over."

"Why. The fuck. Do you have. TWO. Fucking fridges. Full of strawberry fucking milk?!"

"That's nothing compared to my collection of soba."

"Shoto, you have a problem."