[Ciel desperately needs more annoyingly cheerful people in his life, not that he'll ever realize that.
Nods, even though he'll never get used to Mickey calling him "pal". Pulls out a slip of paper with the information on a weapons store on it, as well as some rough diagrams of what he's looking for.]
I'm on my way to patron a shop. Would you care to join me then, if you are free?