Sitting in the crowded restaurant in a two seated table, he stared out the window at all the passerbys-- so maybe coming here alone wasn't... such a great idea after all. Not that he cared, but holy shit was he bored.
... and there was another seat empty.
"May I use this chair?"
Asked a person sitting next to him, pointing to the chair in front of him.
A grin stretched out on his face--
"Sorry, I'm waiting for someone."
The phone's already in his hands-- the recipient? Mouri Ran. She deserved something for his whole identity scare, anyway. Aoko was busy doing something... probably.
Kaito could only hope she would pick up, or he would have to call up someone else.