There, he wasn't that unfriendly after all. At least he responded positively to the introduction, and Minako's smile brightened just a little. Probably just a bad night, then, or the age. Teenage boys were often a little cranky, weren't they? Or so she'd always heard...

She dropped the last bit of the peel onto her tray and began prying apart the sections of the orange, absently licking a drop of juice from one finger as she glanced up at him again. "Tokyo!" Minako replied, suddenly even more interested in the conversation. Finally, someone from somewhere she knew. The others were nice and all, but still. "I go to school in Azabu-Juuban. You?"