[For a second he nearly gets right back on the bike - if she doesn't think it is going to be his new fifth limb she is dead wrong - realizes it's kind of a waste of effort and huffs back and forth between it and her. Fine, he'll wheel it along and harrumph over Hello Kitty's existence as he attempts to walk as close as she'll let him. Not that he notices he's doing it. Too busy giving her a grumpy earful as they make their way, frowning down at her and speaking like he's trying to convince her to join his side of the argument. Which. Yeah. He is.]

An' a ripoff. Miffy was first. She's in books for little kids, teaches 'em life lessons in poems. Sixteen pages, drawings on one side, four lines on the other. Good colors. Small size. Real damn easy to read. They only made Hello Kitty 'cause Japan likes buying kawaii shit.

[The utter annihilation of the word kawaii is intentional (it shouldn't sound that bad even with his accent) and he does it with no trace of humor. This is an argument he and Japan have had dozens of times and it's very important that Heder take his side here.]