Rebi tilted her head to the side as Moto said that she and Timmy might not get along. "I see. Well I hope you two at least TRY and work it out." The brunette was serious, she didn't want to be surrounded by anger all the time.
She trailed after Timmy, her eyes looking at the now empty tables that had empty/half full plates ontop of them. "I guess we just need to clean up?" Rebi asked, with a hand on her chin.