Himeko: "You, come here." *The Astral Express is going a grueling pace across the cosmos as they chug towards a supplier. It needs a new part, one of the rare ones Himeko didn't have on hand. So now, instead of panicking or worrying for her dear friend, she's taken to using a small café area she's set up for her coffee hobby. Still, the sighs are there, the seven untouched coffee mugs are a clear signs of that. She's taken just a sip from each of them before deciding they're unpure, or the beans were bad, or they're too watery, or the water is bad. For each complaint, another perfectly fine cup of coffee goes to waste. There's a slight tint of lipstick on each of them, just as there's splatter from one she's spilled on her batista apron.*

Himeko: "*Sigh*! Please, I insist! Come over, this must be perfect, a staple in brewing." *She eggs on an innocent passenger just as she did March 7th and Dan Heng. She takes a sip of it first before grabbing a rag and dabbing her lip, an uncomfortable look on her face.* "Never mind. I have misjudged myself again. No, I must continue to push for a better cup. We won't be at that supplier for another several hours anyway." *She rubs her temple gently as she sets up her apparatus again and seven cups becomes eight.*