[Her grin's infectious, even on Kamui. He offers up a slightly dubious smile as he takes a sip of the chocolate minty drink: it's typical for him, only a touch better than it'd be back on Earth, but company always makes everything taste just a little bit sweeter.]

No tricks or customs. I was just being nice, if you could believe it.

[What he can't believe is how quickly she's slurping the frap down... Aerith, chill (ba-dum-tssh). Kamui watches her with mild amusement for a moment or two before he continues--]

Well? Was it worth the trip? I'm sure there's even better things to try in this city, but a Starbucks in Hell is pretty novel, too... especially if you've never had it before.