https://youtu.be/8aIyKkK31WkThey get to Sharpner, who pops his head into the booth to glance around a bit, and asks them, “What we got going on in here? Thought I heard a love confession.”
>Common Knowledge! SHARPNER HIRO<span class="mu-i">He's a conventionally strong high schooler with a flashy fashion sense. He and Peppa had a slight dislike for each other, on Peppa's part because he doesn't seem to take school seriously and took every opportunity he could to chat with Videl, and on Sharpner's part because Peppa would give him the stink-eye and also be stupid strong and famous and take up Videl's notice.</span>
Peppa raises an eyebrow. “Eh? No, nothing like that, just doing some quick checks.”
“That's cold!” Sharpner whistles, then winks at them. “But I gotcha. I also gotta get out quick so I can esca- cough, figure out how to make this evening the best it can be for a certain someone!”
“Godspeed,” Izumi tells the damned boy. But as she ponders the love confession part, she scratches her head, and asks Peppa, <span class="mu-i">"That ring any bells with you?"</span>
<span class="mu-i">"Maybe he didn't get the memo that Pen and Angela are dating?"</span>
"Snrk!"
Peppa shrugs. “They liked each other in the dating game, I don’t see why they can’t be open about it,” she reasons, then thinks, “Maybe Angela doesn’t want to be publicly associated with a nerd? …that’s mean.”
“Without further ado,” Sharpner sets his bag down on the table. Despite its size, the bag lands with a “Pomf=3” as if it weighs nothing.
Izumi unzips the bag, and pulls out a pillow.
Peppa stares at the pillow.
Sharpner twirls his bat around as the two girls regard him and his silently.
…
“So… what does your chocolate look like?” he asks, wanting to escape from many awkward conversations today.
“A choco taco!” answers a smiling Izumi.
“Izumi no!” a flustered Peppa shouts.
“Okay,” Sharpner says with an easy shrug. As he packs the pillow back into his bag, he remarks, “That’s got Ice Cream in it, right?”
Holey shirt, he’s buying it! “Yes! Yeah yeah, of course it has ice cream.” She nudges her cousin in the arm. “Right, cous?”
“Eh!?” Izumi grunts with a flinch, quickly looking between Peppa and Sharpner. She refocuses on the topic. “My apologies, what’s this about ice cream?”
Sharpner raises a finger, “It’d melt, yeah? Maybe you could find it by seeing some white stains on people’s bags.”
Izumi blinks a few times. Then, a knowing smirk spreads across her face. “White, you say? Honestly, I’m not sure if Peppa would go for that.”
Peppa smiles, liking when her cousin makes jokes. However, when she realizes this joke is going to be on her, she frowns. “Izzy.”
“Whaaat?” she shrugs. “I just didn’t think you’d be the type to like vanilla. Filling, I mean.”
“Mrmmrgh...” pouts Peppa in response.