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Okay. [She smiles once more before hanging up. And, pushing up her sleeves, she gets to work. When she arrives at his door, Akane has a thermos of hot tea that she has made and packed into her picnic basket, as well as two tea cup sets, sugar and some other essentials. She hesitates outside his door, her stomach nervous with butterflies. What if this doesn't help? Ranma likes to accuse her of sticking her nose into other people's business. Does this qualify as well?
Clearing her throat, Akane lightly knocks on the door, her grip on the basket tightening as she waits for him to answer.]