Nightclub, Tokyo, Monday Evening

[withoutverona]

Yurika was working tonight, again, and Romeo had gone out on the general theory he could only read so much about global finances before studying became counterproductive

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[bitch_prince]

It was a Monday night and Arthur was fooling about with his phone, so he might as well.

Ergo, Romeo's might have been ringing.

[withoutverona]

It might have been ringing for a while, between the very loud karaoke performance of "Like a Virgin" in the background and the fact Romeo was still trying to convince the Ukranian that the fact he was talking about undead fiends did not mean he'd had one too many.

But, about half a ring before the call wound have gone to voicemail, Romeo finally realized the beeping sound was coming from his phone and accepted the call.

"Arthur!" He sounded cheerful. "Hello! How are you?"

[bitch_prince]

"Not as bad as I could be," Arthur said, which was an affable answer for his standards. "Sounds like you're having the better of it."

[withoutverona]

"I would be if they'd sell me another drink," Romeo said, wandering off to find a moderately more quiet corner. "I spoke about the zombies a bit too freely and now they've decided not to serve me."

[OOC: Die, LJ notifs, die. Oh wait, you did.]