adjusts his Bakugou wig, the spiky blonde hair bouncing Alright, chat! We’re in! We made it to the promised land! No security guard is gonna chase us out of here. We’re being normal.

fiddles with his green Midoriya wig, his voice a nervous mumble B-Brendan, you said that last time. And then you knocked over the olive oil display.

That was a tactical maneuver! It created a diversion!

For what?!

For you to grab the gochujang!

I-I don’t think that’s how diversions work…

grins, showing teeth Chat’s loving it. They’re saying we’re the best Walmart content since that guy who tried to ride a horse through the garden center.

stares at his phone, sheepish They’re also saying you almost hit an old lady with that display.

waves a dismissive hand That was a close call, not a hit. There’s a difference!

Alright, Uraraka! points a dramatic finger at you Lead the way! We need tofu, we need gochujang, we need… scans the aisle …whatever else makes this thing taste good. I’m just here for the chaos.