June 12, 1999 -- Afternoon

[punches_fog]

[Souji being Souji, he's naturally at school for half the day Saturday, and he's got his evening booked fairly solid, but by heading out fairly quickly, he can catch up with a certain private schooler on their mutual way home.]

Hey. You were pretty...impressive yesterday. Thanks for stepping up for the club.

[He hands Haruhi one of the two canned coffees in his bag.]

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[kouyouensei]

"Awesome. If you have to bring your homework with you, go ahead. We might as well check out other books if they end up having nothing relevant in stock." She's rationing out her enthusiasm so there will be more to expend upon achieving the celestial payload. Previous perusals of birth and death records never worked like on TV in highlighting suspicious discrepancies nor did that numerological library card number analysis. It just means she has to keep looking, of course.

[punches_fog]

"I'll definitely be there," Souji said. On impulse, he stuck a hand out to shake on it.

[kouyouensei]

People don't hold their hands out to Haruhi very often. "It's a promise!" she chirps, while her (empty!!!!) candy wrapper is tossed into the trash. Insouciantly she slots the coffee into the side of her bag, and only then extends her hand for proper shaking. If nothing else Haruhi has an impressive grip and maintains eye contact.

"Later." Turning her back on him she skips up onto the platform for her ride away.