She caught Shiori blush, even though the older girl bowed her head to try to hide it. Maybe it was true that they were dating? She hadn't heard any rumours to that effect, but then again, a lot of people were pretty discreet about who they were with. For a moment, Kiriko stared at Shiori as though the answer to her question would suddenly appear written on the artist's forehead. Obviously, this presented her with no answers.
Instead, she turned to Misaki.
"Don't worry about it. We made plans, it would have been rude for him to invite himself. Besides, I doubt he likes clothes as much as he does food." The ghost of a smile crossed Kiriko's lips, meant as some measure of encouragement to Misaki, but the tall girl turned away before much could be made of the gesture.