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Smiling some, Zon shakes his hand.

"I'm Zon Matsukai. The person's name is Julie Johnson. It said that the car's only 5 years old, and that it was dealer serviced every time. Also that it wasn't her daily driver, more of just a weekend cruiser."

Glancing down at the screen, he clicks on the email pop-up. Reading through it, he pulls a small business card and pen out of his pocket, writing a number down on it. Putting the pen back, he slides the card over to Vincent.

"That's the routing number for the wire transfer. She said that she'll get the papers for the car and ship it once she gets the money."

It would appear that those Sokoya was talking to had all but silenced themselves. Shrugging to herself, Sokoya would take another drink of her lemonade and vodka before glancing around the room. Not too many others. Perhaps she should head out and see some more of the island. Unfortunatly, it would probably be without a tour guide. The man that offered seemed less than life like.

Still holding her bottle, Sokoya would nod to Vincent and head out the door. She didn't know where she was heading, but that is why she paused outside, glancing this way and that.

Vincent nodded back at Sokoya before sitting down back next to Gatz. His order had come up and he dug right in. He noticed that Rioushu had followed after the silver haired girl, but only shrugged. It was none of his business of what drunken intent the man had with the girl. If he heard about it later, and it wasn't good, then he would have to say something.

Sokoya would roll her eyes a bit and nod towards Rioushu. "Yes you did. Where to?" She replied in her quiet and sweet voice, ruby hues glancing this way and that, wondering what all was on this island. At least she'd made some friends, right?

Mr. Vincent Rohaun finished up his meal, said his goodbyes to his waitress and his new friend, Gatz, and left his bar stool.

The finely dressed man left the bar with a confident stride, having had his fill of food and drink.

He stood in the doorway of the bar for a few minutes, taking in the fresh air, sights, and tranquility. He paid no heed to Rioushu or Sokoya, since they were their own pair at the moment and did not need to be disturbed.

The gentleman slid his hand into his inner coat pocket and pulled out an old gold pocketwatch. He flipped open the lid with the click of a top button.

The man starred at the time unblinkingly. He had not realized how long he had spent out. That would not do. He still had work to do at his home, and he would have to find a job soon to afford living on the island continuously.

"That is it for me then. Tomorrow will be a day for exploration and data intake. Goodnight all," he said to the world before making his way home with a swift walk.

Rioushu's gaze was fixed on the building of the cafe. Having just burned his own house down for reasons unknown to anybody but himself, he brought a few possesions with him in a bag on his side and started looking for somewhere else to stay, which is when he remembered that the cafe was now abandoned. He opened the door to the cafe and looked inside, finding the place just as it was left, inexplicably clean and organized. He moved right passed the bar and moved to the door at the back of the room. He opened it revealing a stairwell, having been here so often he knew the place like the back of his hand. He moved up the stairwell and into Onee's personal quarters, his eyes scanning the room. "This should do well until I decide to leave..."