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Still staring contently at the rotating popcorn bag Luke smiled happily oblivious to the conversation going on behind him. When the microwave's alarm went off alerting Luke that his popcorn was ready his arm shot forward and grabbed the microwave's handle and he pulled it open. With his free hand Luke grabbed the popcorn bag and quickly after let out a sharp yelp and dropped the steaming bag on the ground. After shaking his burnt hand in the air in an attention to cool it off, Luke bent forward to pick up the still too hot bag. He stopped halfway down when Luka spoke her plan and gave her the are-you-out-of-your-mind-look. He shook his head and reached down for the bag of popcorn. "ow, ow, ow." Arms outstretched, Luke rushed over to the counter and set the hot bag on the cool counter top to search for a bowl. Finally finding one he open the bag, letting out a puff of steam, and poured its contents into the bowl. The smell of warm popcorn wafted up to Luke's nose and he sighed happily.

Moving away from the counter, Luke pulled out a chair and flopped down, propping his bare feet on the table. He leaned backwards in his chair so it balanced precariously on it's two back legs and put his left hand behind his head and his right in the bowl of popcorn. Submerging his hand from the bowl of popcorn Luke threw a couple pieces into his mouth and glanced over to where the rest of the vocaloids were crowding. "So anyone thought of a plan that is actually plausible yet?" As he said this he looked over Luka with mocking gold eyes.