[Little bark-like sounds can be heard with blackness, soon whiteness and then yellowness as a
Whoozit appears to be staring into the PCD, sniffing and pawing at it- which is likely the reason it turned on in the first place- and over all being a curious tiny creature.
Soon enough it leaves the PCD alone, finding that it isn't interesting enough to take, and leaves it be to play with an old dulled bell across the table.
Tsuzuki sits there, just at the table, holding a decent sized bottle of wine in hand. Dust being brushed off of it as he looks at it with some apprehension, not that anyone would really know why. Just to the side are several other bottles of things- ranging from whiskey to other such drinks.]
Gifts, huh.. [Then the Whoozit pounces the PCD, seemingly having changed it's mind about it no longer being interesting--] Hey, be ca-! [as it cuts off.]