Guess who else is an AI in a skirt! Alter Ego sat at a table with a bright smile on his face once he noticed Pulse walking around, dressed in the uniform that he'd noted belonged to the servers. Originally, Alter Ego had been too shy to wave anybody down to ask for something to try, but he hadn't noticed Pulseman until that moment. And, luckily, nothing struck him as odd about Pulse's attitude about the uniform.

Alter Ego almost jumped, but opted to lift a hand from his table instead. "Pulse...!" he greeted, continuing to smile at his friend. "Are you being a server at Host Club?"