Junko noticed Dylan fidgeting slightly and looking nervous. Despite how annoying and creepy he was, she decided to check up on him.
"Hey, Dylan."
He looked up, startled out of his thoughts.
She persisted. "Is something wrong?"
His entire attitude changed almost immediately. "Well, well, well! It seems like little miss Negative Nancy here DOES care about me! Well, I was wondering if... if..."
Junko was getting annoyed. "If what?"
"If I could join you in escaping, duh!"
She rolled her eyes. "And get both of us caught? No way!" she turned her back to him and started to fumble with the lock.
"Wait! Please, my lady!"
Junko turned to him, surprised. My lady? Who did he think he was?
"Please, i'll do anything! It's much better this way, I promise!"
She was already starting to get tired of this, so she simply nodded. "Fine. But you better be sneaky."
His face lit up, glowing with pure joy... and mischief. "Of course."
