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Solice drank his sake in silence, listening to the conversations of those around him.

Haruko walked in quietly.Nervous of her first entry.She saw Mizu and bowed politely.''Good Evening Mizu,im Haruko Motsumi.Im new here''.

Tora quietly sips her tea, taking in her surroundings. She observes Serena-sama and how she tends to the patrons with ease, every movemet tranquile as water. She makes mental notes of how she does things. She smiles. "One day," she thinks quietly. "Is there anything I can do for anyone?" Tora finaly asks, trying to be helpful.

((OOC: Sorry for my absence, I have been SO busey this weekend! ;__ wink )

'Yes, the sake can be very strong at times. smile '

*softly chuckling Jusu smiles and nods while sitting himself back down properly again, his cheeks blushed red slightly*

Heheh... yeah I'm fine. Just haven't drunk anything this strong before...

((OOC: Words of warning...Finals are this week, as well as I'm moving on the 15th. So...internet access may be limited the week of the 15th...if not impossible to get. >.<

I'll try and get some sort of internet. <3))

Sayuri smiled. "I guess since Jusu-san absolutely refuses to tell us a story, we will have to move onto someone else," Sayuri replied, playfully pouting her red lips. "I would be most interested in hearing about America, though. I've heard Serena-chan tell stories before but I do so love hearing of other cultures. It's very whimsical and exotic. Somewhere I've only been in my dreams..."

Sayuri prodded her cousin to go on.

((Awww, poor things))
"Ok, I have thought of some good ones.
Here is my first story:
I was the young age of 8 and my mother had taken me out to the park. We got to feed some bread to some of the birds in the park and I was just hving soo much fun. Then my mother offered to buy me some ice cream and I jumped at the chance to get some ice cream. We walked over to the ice cream man and the man asked me what flavor of ice cream I wanted. I really didn't want to have to pick only one because there was more than one flavor I wanted to eat. Mom told me I could choose three flavores for my ice cream cone and I gladly picked chocolate, strawberry, and peanut butter. The man handed me the ice cream cone and I began to lick it with glee as my mom paid the ice cream man. I guess I was a little too excited because the ice cream scopes fell off the cone and onto the ground. I was soo upset, I began to cry softly. The ice cream man felt so sorry for me, he gave me another ice cream cone, free of charge.

now here's the second story:
My best friend and I were eating lunch in the park one day, just enjoying the scenery around us. I had decided to wear my favorite blue jacket that day, to keep myslef warm. There were seagulls flying over our heads, but I wasn't going to let that stop me. Suddenly I felt something fall onto my jacket. I turned to my best friend and asked her what just fell on me. She started to laugh hysterically and told me through her laughs that I had bird poop on my jacket. I took my jacket off and sure enough, there was a bunch of bird poop on my jacket. I raced to the bathroom and began to wash the bird poop off. My friend followed me in, still in a fit of laughter. I told her that from now on we would eat lunbch under a tent or something. I was so horrified that I had been pooped on my a bird, I was very wary about where I sat from that point on,"Serena said, taking a sip from her sake.

Serena laughed lightly at her cousin.
"I picked those two stories because I knew it would be difficult for you, dear Sayuri. I couldn't make it easy for you,"Serena said with a wink.