[ shinji, that's rude. some people here have had their ears pierced for a long time now and they're fine.

'your guess is as good as mine. last i heard, they were expecting something, but never got hold of it. memory's kinda hazy, though. now if you bought some soup....'

yukari hated dealing with people who assumed their best interests were everyone's interests. it reminded her too much of ikutuski with his affected pleasant, easy-going nature. all smiles and laughs until they didn't get their way. ]

Hazy, huh? [ innocently, she asks shinji, ] Funny. Didn't we pass someone with lower prices back there? And they had a lot of watches, too. Maybe we should head back.