Now he was going to spend the next two weeks daydreaming about attending a party where Klavier Gavin was the guest of honor. Maybe someday Trucy would invite him to one...not.

"Yeah? That's kind of cool, actually. I bet you met a ton of interesting people, heard a bunch of crazy stories, that sort of thing." He propped his chin on his hand and watched her as he finally shoveled a small clump of curry noodles in his mouth. Hopefully she would share an anecdote or two while he wrestled down the urge to cough.