"Have you decided what you're going to get her for White Day yet?"

"…"

"C'mon, you've got to be kidding me! It's in two days! You're so screwed right now, it's unbelievable! I think I might just sit here and laugh at you, because you are so undeniably screwed!"

"Satoshi, shut up."

"Oh, she's gonna kill ya. She's gonna drop the sweet chick persona and punch you. Just watch."

"I don't really think she'd punch me. And I think I'd be able to take care of myself even if she did."

"Really? You wouldn't be blinded by, oh, her stunning beauty?"

"Satoshi. I will kick you."

"No you won't! I'm your best friend, remember? Silly!"

"Let go of me!"

"But we're besties."

"Are you sure you're not a girl somewhere deep down inside?"

"I'm going to ignore that remark, because I'm your best friend. That's why I'm going to help you get something for her for White Day!"

"… Do I have to?"

"You horrible, unromantic person!"

"Satoshi, get that stick away from me!"

"Think about how that girl is going to feel when you don't give her anything for White Day! It's the worst form of rejection!"

"The worst?"

"Yeah! I mean, there's the "I really like you but not in that way" rejection, which lets them down really nicely, then there's the "I really don't like you" rejection, which is mean, and then there's blatant ignorance, which is what you're planning right now! It's horrible!"

"Satoshi, stop hitting me! People are staring!"

"Let them stare! That's what you get for being a horrible person!"

"Okay, fine, I'll get her something, happy?"

"Ha. I knew you would all along! So, what do you think she'd like?"

"I… I really don't know…"

"Flowers! You should get her flowers! They're super romantic. Amazingly romantic."

"Um… are they?"

"Duh! Roses have a language of love or something. Ask your brother, he'd know."

"I am not asking that freak anything."

"Well, he's in the Host Club! He's probably able to romance a girl better than you. Scratch that, he most definitely can romance a girl better than you could do in your wildest dreams."

"Satoshi…"

"Maybe I should ask my brother… Yeah, even he'd be better than you…"

"Satoshi…!"

"What? It's the truth! DON'T HIT ME! Fine, sorry!"

"You'd better be."

"Maybe you shouldn't get her flowers. She might be allergic. Oh! You should make some cookies!"

"Cookies?"

"Yeah, you're right, that's a bad idea. Everyone makes cookies."

"… Yeah. Right."

"I'VE GOT IT!"

"WATCH WHERE YOU'RE WAVING THAT STICK!"

"Buy her a necklace! A really pretty one!"

"I'm not buying her a necklace! That's expensive!"

"Haven't you ever heard the rule?"

"What rule?"

"You have to get her stuff worth two to three times what she gave you in order for it to count!"

"That's ridiculous, I'm not doing that! Oh god, fine, I'll do it, just put away the stick…"

"Hmm. What color do you think would look nice on her?"

"I don't know… why are you asking me this sort of stuff..?"

"Fine! If you're not going to cooperate, we're going to the Host Club for answers!"

"Kill me now."

Two Days Later

"Um… Here's… This is… for you."

"Oh, really? Thank you, but I don't remember giving you any chocolate on Valentine's Day…"

"…"

"Oh my gosh, did I put that chocolate in your locker? I meant to put it in Satoshi's!"

"…"

"So sorry for the confusion, but thanks for the necklace! It's so pretty! See you tomorrow!"

"…"

"Hey, Chika, how did it go? Hey, what's with the weird look in your- STOP HITTING ME!"