"This is about as relaxed as I get," Smoker admitted honestly, "At least without drinking and stacking rocks." It wasn't Grit, Smoker's just awkward on social outings. Or anything that involves the word "social." His best friend Hina had long since learned that the hard way, but well, hopefully Grit wouldn't give up on him yet.

"Right," Smoker nodded. "And even if they do come back, sometimes they leave again. So what's your favorite pizza topping again?" He gestured into the shop and got the door.