[ Roland bites the inside of his cheek to keep himself from smirking too much. It really feels like an undercover mission, which he'll never admit to being fun, but heck. It was. He pushes himself gently off of the wall and shifts so he's facing the ICP next to Tidus. ]

That's right. We need to record that we made lattes, after all. It's our first time brewing it from scratch.

[ He ponders on some more items for their little project, finger under his chin. ] Maybe some...cups, too. We need somewhere to put the lattes in. [ He's talking quite obviously now, even though the crowds that pass by the standard car don't really thin out the way he'd like. But they're not paying them any mind, and other ICP's can be used all throughout.

'Get it, Tidus?' ]