Last sentence was whispered in a tone so only these two would understand, she wasn't going to push Ichiro away no more, as it would end up her being punished. Lucelle was in her mind, talking shit at Takeshi, who seemingly chose to ignore her after small banter.
"Let's go. I'll be right behind you," Lucelle patted Ichiro' arm and walked around him, taking a seat in her bright yellow Mustang, letting the window down, "c'mon, move."