[at that, prompto sets the burger down on the counter and crosses his arms. he knows that he doesn't know everything, so there's no offense taken from the statement. however, he looks a little dopey as he says—]

What, you're saying I don't know about the best arcades in the city? Or where to go if you want the coolest trading cards for the hottest video game around? Not to mention, I wouldn't know about the cheapest store with quality clothes?

[—eyebrows wiggling]

Dude. My feelings are officially hurt.