[Inaba | 2 September | Afternoon]

[sometimesidrive]

[In the shopping district today, there's quite an amusing sight for those of you around. Your resident mechanic and biker is looking very cleaned up and formal, for once. Clean, formal clothes, fully shaved. Hell, it might almost be hard to recognize him. Even the motorcycle's got a good layer of polish on it, looking about as regal as a heavily

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[crusheternity]

[is looking around critically as she follows him in.] We'll see, Kuzuki.

[sometimesidrive]

I'm tellin' you, it's great stuff. Kind of reminds me of the noodle shop back in Iwatodai on the inside, but believe me. You won't be disappointed.

[crusheternity]

Very well. [still sounding dubious in that 'Kuzuki, if you are wrong, God help you' way]

[sometimesidrive]

[Pulling a seat out for her.]

Alright, well. Get what sounds good, I've got this.

[crusheternity]

[sits, delicately, arranging her voluminous skirts, and gives him a scathing look] I am perfectly capable of paying for myself.

[sometimesidrive]

You don't think I know that? What kind of friend asks someone out to lunch then makes them pay?

[Sitting down as well, then, putting his jacket over the back of the chair.]

[crusheternity]

Tch. [does have her parasol in easy reach.] Regardless, I will be paying for myself.

[sometimesidrive]

[Your parasol means nothing except pain to his burning blood.]

We'll see at the end of the meal, alright?

[crusheternity]

[would my father's ancestral sword mean something to your burning blood then?]

Hmph. Very well.

[sometimesidrive]

[Yes. But that's dirty pool. He's going to pass the menu across to her.]

Fair warnin', they aren't kiddin' if something's labeled as spicy.

[crusheternity]

[takes the menu]

Good. [flipping through it, finds the spiciest thing on the menu. mm, this sounds tasty.]

[sometimesidrive]

Not messin' around, are you?

[Ordering something with a lot of beef. Not the Rainy Day Challenge, though. Best not to pig out while on a date.]

[crusheternity]

Do I ever?

[sometimesidrive]

No. That's what I like about you. Never goin' halfway on anything.

[crusheternity]

Tch. What would be the point of only doing this halfway?

[sometimesidrive]

[Idly playing with that lighter now, rolling it between his fingers.]

Not many people think along those lines, Fujiwara. We're a rare type who'd rather do things in it's entirety, than just enough to get by. But... I'm gettin' sentimental. So, anything in town you wanted to see?