[ Sometimes the drinks are cold. Does that help.

Tsukasa clears his throat, knowing it's totally futile to try and lean away from her when he is sort of, essentially, trapped against the counter. ]

I, uh... [ ...his best friend is the worstttttt, he's gonna clap his hands on her face-cheeks and squish them. squish-squish. ] You're awful, don't tease me like that. You know as well as I do there's no competing with anyone in town, most of all with you.