[For the most part the gang scatters. One of them picks their drunk buddy off the floor as he goes. They wisely opt to leave. With one final threat to Yang and Fushimi the cook leaves, grumbling under his breath. Yang crosses her arms and glares after him. Hmph...
Well at least the problem has been dealt with. Slowly the chatter and the music start back up again.
Glancing toward her new found companion she offers a half smile.]
Well, whatever. At least they learned their lesson. Nice moves back there.
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Well at least the problem has been dealt with. Slowly the chatter and the music start back up again.
Glancing toward her new found companion she offers a half smile.]
Well, whatever. At least they learned their lesson. Nice moves back there.