When the girl burst into the resteraunt Mama-san and Ai looked up at her. A small smile curled on her lips. "Sure you were," She said, breathing the smoke from the pipe in her face before gliding away from the desk and seating herself back at one of the tables with a young man in a suit who looked absolutely flushed when she leaned close to him to grab the glass of whine on his other side.

Mama-san sighed a little. "It's alright, but you don't have a cell phone? You couldn't have called?" She asked. She stood up from the desk, tapping out the pipe. "Alright now, well, lets show you around," She said.

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