What an inappropriate question. Ami could feel her mother taking over inside her (as much as she hated the woman).

"What kind of question is that?!" This time, she stood her ground, staring down Takuro with a stern look on her face. Apparently now was not the time for jokes, as it seemed any of the humor went way over Ami's short head.

Then she noticed her friend was already getting ready to book it. That changed her attitude quick, not feeling so tough if she didn't have her friend to back her up.

"W-Wait, Asami-chan!"