<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/gundam/images/9/96/Biscuit_Griffon.png/revision/latest?cb=20150716060003)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Benjamin Stewart AKA: Biscuit<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Beef Bowl Shop.<br/><strong>Time:</strong>First Day, Night<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Natsuki, Open.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Boots, Blue Jeans, Vintage Indian Motocycle (No, Motocycle is not misspelled) T-shirt, Aviator Goggles, Hat, Welding gloves.<br/><strong>Note:</strong>Looking for dinner, meeting a potential friend...possibly.<br/><br/>--------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Biscuit chuckled bashfully, his cheeks lighting up as Natsuki seemed very impressed with the fact that he repaired the bike himself. "It wasn't that difficult. I simply had to drain, and clean the fuel tanks. Dismantle and clean the carburetor. Replace the Spark Plugs. Change the Engine, Transmission, and Primary oil, and put on new tires. Thankfully a set of spoons, and a bead breaker are not that expensive." he explained. "That, and I had a manual with me so I simply read out of it. The most expensive part was getting all new gaskets." He stated as he held the back of his head with his hand. Trying not to sound braggadocios.<br/><br/>While Natsuki may not have been serious about accepting Biscuit's offer for a ride, the young man was. "Okay, once I finish eating I can take you back to the school." he stated.<br/><br/>Biscuit started to eat as Natsuki explained that there was a lot of confusion, and that she signed up for the swimming club. Causing the American to imagine what she would look like in a racing swim suit. Very nice was what came to mind. Though she would state that perhaps they'll find more interesting ones if they look a bit later. Even mentioning a Motorcycle, or mechanic's club. Saying that it was possible as there was a LOT of clubs. "You really think so!?" He asked excitedly at the prospect of a Motorcycle, or Mechanic's club. "That would be amazing!" He stated as he imagined other people that shared a passion for Motors, and all.<br/><br/>While Natsuki told him he didn't miss much, he was still a bit distraught from missing the first day, and it wasn't because of Morooka's chastisement. He just didn't like being late, and understood that the first day of school was very important. Though at the mention of a second headmaster, he looked at Natsuki with confusion before he slurped up some noodles, and wiped his mouth with the very same shop rag he used to wipe oil, and grease off his hands earlier. Leaving a bit of a grease smudge on his cheek. "Two headmasters you say? I thought Japanese schools only had one. That is strange." Biscuit mused aloud. He wondered whom could be this "Mysterious second Head Master" be.<br/><br/>When Natsuki went on to talk about the student council president at being cute, Biscuit tilted his head as she expounded. Saying that he was cute in a Megane-Bishi way, but too serious. "Megane-Bishi?" Biscuit asked, clearly not up on slang. Though she would then do a physical impression of the young man that got a smirk, and a chuckle from Biscuit. "looks like you have a knack for impressions." He commented before taking another hardy portion of his dinner. Trying not to scarf it down like a pig, but eat with a bit of quickness so that Natsuki wouldn't have to wait overly long to get back to school. "I see. Back home they would have school the entire day. If introductions got done fast enough the Teacher would simply start the lessons." He explained. "If you wanted to join a club, or Sport. You had to do it after school." He added.<br/><br/>When Natsuki offered her help with any questions he may have had, Biscuit nodded. "Even if they do go over it, I'm sure I'm going to need a lot of help. So thank you, and I appreciate any help you can give me. Japan is different from the small farm town I'm from." Biscuit let out with a bit of a sigh. It was all so exciting at first. Go to a foreign country, meet new people, and experience their culture. However now it was feeling a bit overwhelming, and he hoped he had not gotten in over his head. When Natsuki asked what Class he was in, mentioning she was a second year. He smiled at her. "I'm a second year too. Perhaps we'll be in the same home room." he said hopefully. it would be great if he knew a couple of people that were in his class. It would certainly make getting into the swing of things easier.<br/><br/>It would take Biscuit about another ten minutes to finish his beef bowl, and pay his check. As a thank you for being so kind, and willing to help him. He even paid for Natsuki's meal. Once the checks was taken care of, he stood up, and stretched. "If you're ready, we can head back to the school, Natsuki" he said.