Brunswick Shrine's Bowling Alley

[Deeceem]

"You?" Hikari asks with more disbelief in her voice as she actually intended to. "I mean - Hikari Ohara, I- shouldn't-" She remembers how much the flotilla depends on the freeports across Sirius and that declining an invitation - as unlikely as it is - might cause a crisis. After all, who knows, who this guy is and how he ticks. "Sure. I'd like to join." Hikari slides into a seat. "One can't hurt, right?" She forces a diplomatic smile onto her face.

"About the delivery confirmation..." The pilot holds the battered pad towards Mr. Momomoto as the screen suddenly shuts off. Hikari cusses silently and gives the pad a gentle pat on the back which is followed up by some restive noises from the device. The screen lights up again.

She gives Chyoko a suspicious look from head to toe and adjusts the pad in a way to make sure the unknown Kusarian can't catch a glimpse at it.

While holding the pad towards Mr. Momomoto she feels like saying something. Hikari bows her head slightly for a short moment. "-We always admire the way of live of the Zoners and the hospitality-" She doesn't sound dishonest, but like reading an instruction booklet.