The Phantom of the Auditorium (For Uravity):

Noriko's given another compliment - wow, this conversation was almost overwhelmingly positive. It's a new high for the teen. A relatively faint grin makes its way onto her expression, gradually. These compliments pave a way for the technomancer to respond with a little less hesitation than previously.

"I could've finished it in a fraction of the time, I as just slacking off." There's a slight pause, though, as she'll mentally evaluate her previous statement. She'll come to a realization: gosh, that would've sounded an awful lot like bragging. That wasn't her intention..! A subtle crimson appears on her cheeks. "I-I'm not bragging..! I-I just, uh.. Yeah." Given several self-conscious moments, she'll hope to change his focus. "U-Uh, you said you're a writer?"

Good. She's smiling.
That silver tongue was good for one thing, and that was getting paid in smiles.
Especially when you were impressed enough to make it actually true.
"Wow, really? Damn. People like you make people like me look average in comparison. I guess we're all special in our own ways." he said, laughing a little.

He can't help but mentally grin at her adorable blush.
"It's okay to be a little proud of yourself with a talent like yours, alright? It really is that impressive, and I can't stress that enough." he said.

He could easily detect her attempt to change the subject, and decided to roll with it.
"Wow, you're a sharp one. Yes I am. I'm also a pianist, as you might have noticed earlier... and probably the people above too. Hopefully." he said, looking up, and it was his turn to have a sheepish blush on his face as he could imagine the reactions of the people on the stage above.
Hopefully they weren't too pissed.

Also, having a gifted programmer like her might help significantly....

The reddish pigment on her expression becomes more vibrant, given the compliments that have been expressed. "A-Alright-- thanks," She'll reply to the first two statements. Apparently she's as good at responding to compliments as she is taking them. "Are you,
uh.. In.. Any clubs, or anything?"

He keeps the smile, making sure to answer her questions the best he can.
"I'm a Cadet, but that's all. I'm not really a club person." he said in response to her.
Come to think of it, she didn't seem like the type at first, but he figured she'd be with the computer club with her talents.
So why was she part of the drama club, albeit, as tech support?
He honestly was wondering that, but didn't show it.

Noriko nods twice, presumably to reflect understanding. "Oh, a Cadet. That must be a lot of work." Her conversative stamina begin to wane. She returns to her laptop, to begin typing yet again.

Yeah, looks like the conversation was winding down.
Time to start laying the plans for future meetings.
"It sure is. Wanna meet up sometime? I should get going soon myself..." he said, wondering how long it would take before someone decided to investigate beneath the stage.
He hoped he would be able to escape intact and in one piece.

Last thing he needed was more stuff heaped on his rap sheet.

Noriko peers back over to the musician as he'd begin to speak once more. She'll stop typing, temporarily at least. Her eyes widen slightly, expression reflecting mild surprise.

"M-Meet up? I don't get out much. Or.. Like.. Ever. I'm always here, or at home. I don't mind you coming down here, if that's okay with you."

Alright. So to come back here if he wanted to meet her again.
Alright.
"Okay. Then I best be going now. Oh, and don't tell anyone else I was here. Goodbye, Noriko." he said, waving as he slipped out of there.
Thankfully, he wasn't caught by anyone. He hoped Noriko would keep her word.
She seemed like such a nice girl.

EXIT.

The teen waves the pianist off, as he'd depart. "Right. I've got it - see you..!" She says, before Takeru departs.