"Ooh, ooh, I wanna see, too!" a likely aggravatingly familiar (to two present individuals) voice rang out from nearby. The braid-bearing derp jogged over to this new pow wow of arrivals, a soda cup and takeout bag in hand after his day's trip down to the Shore Leave planet.

Suddenly, Duo slowed and stopped in his tracks when he'd gotten close, giving Allelujah a good, long lookover- silent save the obnoxious sound of his sipping through the straw in his cup. He appeared to be in some sort of deep contemplation.

Finally he gulped down his soda and popped the straw out of his mouth. "Hey buddy, swipe your bangs over for a sec."