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((Well, its certainly not me.))

Tac gave a shrug, "How should I know, I'm a crazy old man standing on the ceiling! Not my fault you got stuck up here with me."

"It is too!" Hotaru glared up at him. "And what happened to all that stuff about everyone else being upside down?" she asked.

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THEN WHO THE FCUK IS IT?! ))

Ichi looked up at the ceiling, seeing the two just standing there, they both looked very confused, tonight was a wierd night indeed. She didn't notice the man in front of her left to get a drink since she was distracted. She looked back down at him, blinking a few times.

"I don't think they have twenty three different flavors in one can..."

She relaxed her shoulders, turning to the other man sitting at the bar, smiling at him. She thinks she remembered the last time she saw him, but she couldn't quite get the thought.

Tac just laughed and threw up his hands, "Its all a matter of perspective, little one. Down there I looked like I knew what I was talking about and was convinced I'm right-side up, now that you're here I'm a total nutcase!" He crouched down, going from loud and strange to quiet and polite, "While kwalala was in your arms did you happen, by chance, to retrieve my hair from her? She apparently borrowed a fair chunk and it ruins the layering of my hair with it missing. Its just not photogenic."

This guy was nuts! Hotaru sighed then pointed straight up, or down at Kwalala. She still had his hair in her grasp. "How do we get down from here? This is wierd."

Tipping the can to his lips he sipped the beverage smirking at the Kitsune's comment.

"Hmmmph thats their claim anyway..."

Looking toward the moody fellow he drank more from his can.

"I always found it strange why people come to social settings to just be anti-social. Company is best engaged by doing just that...Engaging it. But perhaps that just me."

Draining more from his can he yawned his tail continuing to bounce against the bar counter.

Ichi tilted her head, sucking the juice from the packet. She pulled the straw away from her lips, holding the silvery item in her hand.

"Do you think I'm antisocial?"

::Though mostly facing the other way, Andamuel is able to see the fox-like woman turn his way, which brings his hazel eyes to her face quickly enough to catch her smile. He pauses for a moment, nothing worth saying coming to mind. He just sits there with the grin on his face. Closing his lips and puckering them, he looks around as though something interesting to say will be seated at the bar, waiting to be found. Unfortunately this is not to be, and the vampire's eyes find Ichigo's again. The dust man finishing his comment to the girl -who subsequently responds - Twist reverts back to his original idea upon reaching the bar, despite the possibility of interrupting. Turning a bit so that his left side is against the counter edge, forearm holding his weight, he asks simply her name.::

Ichigo?

::The tone is uncertain, as though he expects the blond woman to answer with some other name and a hurt look. Some years ago, he might have also expected a slap to the face.::