[Bold of you to assume Madara Mikejima gets hints or even cares enough to pick up on them on a regular day.

Just like how the deadpan delivery of praise bounces off of him and there is absolutely no change to his mood nor his invasion of Izumi's personal space. The elevator finally reaches the ground floor, and the doors barely open with a "ding!" as Madara is already nudging Izumi out and towards the main door, as if herding a sheep.]

Mmm... Maybe they were just too biiiig~? It looks like whatever we had on us is what got sent here. As much as I'd love to cruise around with Baby-chan here, it can't be helped, so there's no point in getting annoyed about it! Luckily, we have tons of disposable income here! Fortune with one grasp! Hahahaha!☆