He opens his mouth and promptly closes it the moment he stares at Yamamoto. There's really no saying, well, no to him. With a small, defeated sigh, he gets to his feet and glances toward the door, half expecting his mom to come in. When that doesn't happen he starts toward the kitchen.]
Alright.
[Off he disappears into the kitchen, searching through drawers and cupboards, but his voice is still shouting out to Yamamoto.]
You can go up to my room with the bottles, if you want. I found small cups for us to use! ... Oh!
[There's the corkscrew! He pops his head back in to the living to see if the other is already on his way up the stairs.]
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He opens his mouth and promptly closes it the moment he stares at Yamamoto. There's really no saying, well, no to him. With a small, defeated sigh, he gets to his feet and glances toward the door, half expecting his mom to come in. When that doesn't happen he starts toward the kitchen.]
Alright.
[Off he disappears into the kitchen, searching through drawers and cupboards, but his voice is still shouting out to Yamamoto.]
You can go up to my room with the bottles, if you want. I found small cups for us to use! ... Oh!
[There's the corkscrew! He pops his head back in to the living to see if the other is already on his way up the stairs.]