[ IV glances back at Kaito and nods (hesitant, hesitant, he has to be Thomas for the cameras), then tightens his grip and keeps tugging until they reach their destination.

(he wasn't lying about it being an American diner, at least)

Pulling Kaito in, he shuts the door behind them and then seems to almost slump with relief, exhaling slowly. ]

Ah... Kaito.

We can talk, here. But we should take the chance to eat, too.