"The Hut it is," smiled Atrast. "Drive on, Dream, to cheese-saturated heaven!"
Dream and her other seven passengers sped on, being careful not to giggle too much or let the actual PO-PO--the police, not the principal--know about their too-full vehicle. It seemed like the police were lurking everywhere these days...
Everyone ordered Individual Pan Pizzas once they were at the Hut. For herself, Atrast chose pepperoni with double mushrooms--weird, yes, but with a spicy kick. Her favorite drink, regular Pepsi, was placed quickly at its side, ice-cold.
She raised her glass. "To victory, especially over a mountain of dirty dishes! And Akira," she added with a wink and a smile. "To fighting the good fight!"