The driver, a quiet middle-aged man who hadn't uttered a word all trip, got out and opened the trunk. Rika jumped down from the car's front seat, practically vibrating with energy... She peered into the trunk with a look of pure excitement, like a child who was waiting for her Christmas present...
"Told you," she exclaimed, pulling out two sleek black cases. Fishing rods. Check. Bait bucket. Check. The cooler with the snacks and drinks," she explained, glancing in Yuto's direction with a challenging look...
Yuto's eyes popped open. "Cooler?" he murmured, his voice suddenly wide awake. He was out of the car in an instant, running past Rika to peer over her shoulder. "Wait, where's the food? The promise of breakfast? I'm really hungry."
"Patience, panda," Rika exclaimed, lightly pushing him back. "First, we fish. Then, we eat. The promise was that there would be food involved, not that you could eat it immediately."
