"Yeah, yeah." She didn't sound as though she were entirely paying attention, but she knew what he meant. She'd heard him the first time, and fully intended to try her best to keep her hands to herself. "I'll keep my hands in my pockets or something..." Her voice trailed off as something else caught her attention, a pause in her step for just a moment as she watched a cat run across an alleyway.
Rhode wasn't really trying to fall so far behind; It was more an issue of Gin walking too fast. She wanted to see everything, and he was interested in getting there quickly. She finally skittered up beside him, falling into step and taking the bag carefully. "What's in it?" She just had to have her nose in everything, but it was just innocent curiosity- or something a bit closer to obsessive compulsion.
"Koraa- a kimono. And mochi," Gin said, shooing her hands before she could properly open the bag. Even with her fully caught up, Gin realized how quickly she fell back behind again and decided to humor her, slowing his steps slightly. "Macha and red bean flavored for our little mechanic. Perhaps, if he takes a liking to you he'll be generous and share, naa? Spanner has a sweet tooth; you have that in common."
The two of them rounded a corner into a small, insignificant alley way -- the same place that Gin had visited the first time he had met Spanner many years earlier. With a nod he motioned to the unassuming storefront at the end of the narrow passage. "Ara, here we are," he said with the faintest of sighs.
"Who doesn't like sweet stuff?" Rhode muttered the words, looking a bit disappointed that she hadn't been able to dig her way into the bag. She was concentrating on Gin and the gift more than she was on their surroundings, now, and so she actually managed to stay even with him until they reached the turn. "Doesn't look too special." It was an offhanded remark; Not really insulting, but a casual observation.
Surely the outside of Spanner's residence was anything but special. There was only two metal doors, one leading to the garage and one leading to the front of his shop. There wasn't any decorations or anything colorful of the sort that would draw one's attention. And really, it was just to Spanner's liking. He didn't want to be on the outlook for undesirable people - cops, for instance. The majority of his clients were mafia members, or else, neutral ones doing the dirty works.
Spanner could hear voices drawing near, and slid off of his stool, walking towards the entrance to greet his customers. "Good evening." His back bent forward in a bow.
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Rhode wasn't really trying to fall so far behind; It was more an issue of Gin walking too fast. She wanted to see everything, and he was interested in getting there quickly. She finally skittered up beside him, falling into step and taking the bag carefully. "What's in it?" She just had to have her nose in everything, but it was just innocent curiosity- or something a bit closer to obsessive compulsion.
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The two of them rounded a corner into a small, insignificant alley way -- the same place that Gin had visited the first time he had met Spanner many years earlier. With a nod he motioned to the unassuming storefront at the end of the narrow passage. "Ara, here we are," he said with the faintest of sighs.
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Spanner could hear voices drawing near, and slid off of his stool, walking towards the entrance to greet his customers. "Good evening." His back bent forward in a bow.
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