Well... I need to pick up a few more shirts, if you wanna come with me for that. Then we can go back to your room, maybe? Since you're a higher rank, it might be a little easier to move around in yours than mine.

[Though how much remains to be seen. But he's glad that Makoto doesn't take that comment to mean that Kazuya wants to end their date short. Sure, maybe going to the movie would have been easy, but it's not like they can talk at each other through it, or make stupid commentary in a theatre about the movie they pick. Kazuya rubs the back of his neck sheepishly, still grinning as Makoto looks at him like that, like he's torn between two things.]

For some reason, I keep losing my shirt out on the casino floor. I mean, it's only happened twice now, but twice is a little too much for my liking, you know? And I'm not confident it'd be in the lost and found... Intact, if you catch my drift.

[You cant trust the weirdos here!!! Who knows what they'd do to discarded clothing that people would otherwise like to retrieve at some point...

No, he'd rather not take that chance. But also, it opens him up to a little more teasing, so he'll try and get the first shot in teasing-wise, before Makoto can make commentary about how a pattern is forming, if he's lost his shirt twice. He offering Makoto his hand.]

We can hold hands though, if you want. A couples clothing adventure, maybe?