Takeo smiled lightly. "Oh, how nice of you. This will certainly help the ongoing march of our two-man army," he said, taking a moment to prepare the small meal, setting things up so that there would be a minimal risk of a spill. "On that note, I understand that we are now, and I can't believe I say this with a straight face, witches (but boys), which admittedly makes us bitc--" Pause. "Boywitches. Point is, I admit this makes me think..."

He popped open a small box of juice by driving in the straw.

"I wonder... if we'll just continue our lives as they are. As highschool students. You know," he blinked slowly, "one always wonders, what would it be like to lead an extraordinary life..."