"That sounds lovely, John." The smart first head says diplomatically. "And after that...who knows? We might just find ourselves growing closer..." It winks at him playfully.
The aggressive second head grunts noncommittally. "Whatever floats your boat."
The shy third head blushes and looks down, embarrassed by the attention but secretly pleased.
timeskip to after lunch which I learn the nickname each head has and how they decide who controls the body what day
After a delightful meal together, John and Cerberus part ways for a while. They agree to meet up later that evening at a local park. As the hours pass, each of Cerberus' heads debate among themselves on who should have control tonight. The smart first head argues for its right since it was their idea in the first place; the aggressive second head insists that they should have control because they're hungry and impatient;