[As soon as the CD's in, Kaneda shuts the compartment up again, giving it a nice little tap with his knuckles as the whole thing lights up in a display of neon lights and flashing buttons.]
Here, I'll show ya!
[In a way, this was just what he needed. He kind of missed the wide-eyed amazement that Tetsuo used to give him back in the day, when he held onto every word he spoke like reading a mystery novel, or when he watched Kaneda's example when they got their first bikes. It's familiar, and that's welcome right now.
Without any hesitation, (even with Komasan's previous grievance about being picked up) Kaneda scoops him into his arms to carry over towards the jukebox, hovering him just in front of the lit-up display. There's no title card anywhere--but you can see the CD in the first row marked 'A'.]
See, we just choose this one--[Choosing 'A' now]--and then... There.
[Inside the display case, the CD is pulled out of row A and placed into the player, and the giant rectangle button in the center starts to blink, ready to be pushed.]
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Here, I'll show ya!
[In a way, this was just what he needed. He kind of missed the wide-eyed amazement that Tetsuo used to give him back in the day, when he held onto every word he spoke like reading a mystery novel, or when he watched Kaneda's example when they got their first bikes. It's familiar, and that's welcome right now.
Without any hesitation, (even with Komasan's previous grievance about being picked up) Kaneda scoops him into his arms to carry over towards the jukebox, hovering him just in front of the lit-up display. There's no title card anywhere--but you can see the CD in the first row marked 'A'.]
See, we just choose this one--[Choosing 'A' now]--and then... There.
[Inside the display case, the CD is pulled out of row A and placed into the player, and the giant rectangle button in the center starts to blink, ready to be pushed.]
Go on. Push it for me, will ya?