"I'm glad, you'd drive me crazy if you were," he noted.

Long nodded in acknowledgement as he cleaned up the last of it.

"Like seriously," Rosen continued, "Crazy. He drives me crazy." Rosen shuttered a little.

Long kept nodding.

Rosen sighed a little before wandering off to find some pants.

When Rosen was done, Long was waiting to figure out what was next.

Rosen came back and stretched, "Where to next?" he asked Long.

Long blinked before shrugging.

"You pick this time," Rosen offered.

Long frowned, not having the slightest clue. "... Where we supposed to be going in the first place?" he asked.

Rosen shrugged, "Who knows," he replied nonchalantly, "Is there somewhere you want to go?"

Long paused for awhile, but shook his head when no place came to mind.

"Then go somewhere random," Rosen shrugged, he didn't care.

"Random?" Long asked, not quite getting it.

"Let's just pull out a map and randomly stick our finger somewhere and then go there," Roseb suggested.

Long paused before finding a map.

"Close your eyes," Rosen ordered.

So Long closed his eyes.

"Point your finger and place it anywhere on the map," Rosen explained.

So Long randomly placed a finger on the map.

"Middle of the ocean! Pick again!" Rosen exclaimed.

So Long moved his finger to another location.

"Oh, we're not going there! Pick again!" Rosen demanded.

So Long sighed before picking again.

"Hmm... naw, go again."

So Long chose yet again.

Rosen started laughing, "You're on Chicago, I bet you don't want to go there. Pick again!"

So Long chose yet again.

"Open your eyes!" Rosen chuckled. Malaysia.

Long blinked blankly at the map for a moment before moving his finger to Florida.

Rosen blinked before smirking, "Florida is it!" he declared.

Long nodded briefly before putting away the map and going to start up the Juttle.

"Why Florida?" Rosen asked as he sat in the copilot seat.

"... It's closer than Malaysia," Long noted.

Rosen shrugged, "Okay."

So Long flew them to Florida.

So they spent the rest of the day shopping and seeing a few shows. "This was sorta like a date," Rosen commented as they walked back to the Juttle that night.

Long suddenly blushed, like he had during other random conversation throughout the day. "... Huh?" he asked as if a date was a mind blowing concept to him.

Rosen blinked, glancing over at him, "... oh right... you've never been on a date before," he remembered, "Well, now you have."

Long's face got a little redder as he slowed down until he stopped walking. But he didn't seem to realize he had stopped walking.