Kenji sheepishly followed behind Ryoji and Nyoko, from a distance. What was he doing, anyway?!<br/><br/>And then he asked to be slapped... which didn't quite work out, as Kodama was too polite, Haruka hated physical contact, and Ty Dao was... where was Ty Dao?! That was a good question! Now the only way to find her would be to follow the police sirens and--<br/><br/>Oh, there she was. In... a fancy new dress, no less. All right, time to ponder this later. Luckily, Nyoko's simple presence was already enough of a diversion his own, clutching the old but ordinary-looking dictionary. He slipped it back in the bag discretely, and slung it over his shoulder, having trouble peeling his eyes away from the sultry temptress but somehow managing to.<br/><br/>"Let's go!" He whispered in Kodama and Haruka's direction. He extended a pair of hands in their direction for them to grasp before dashing off towards the door. Haruka would probably hesitate since she hated being touched, but it was the intention that counted, right? Hopefully she'd follow him on her own anyway.<br/><br/>Of course, Ty Dao was still in the doorframe, the very one which Kenji was making a mad dash for. There was no time to ask her questions, but still, if she didn't get out of the way, she'd get swept along too...<br/><br/>Soon, the dust in Kenji's wake settled, and he breathed a sigh of relief as he surveyed whichever Words he had managed to gather. He had taken cover behind a nearby park bench, from which he looked at the restaurant from which his nice (if somewhat... weird) new neighbour and the latest Word around had still not come out. "Are they really going to be okay? We can't just sit here and wait..." It wasn't as if whatever they would do now would cause a much greater commotion than... whatever was going on in there now.