Emishi sighed, leaning an elbow on the Honky Tonk's counter. He'd finished off his lunch (okay, only half his sandwich, since the other half had been donated to Ginji, who was broke - then had been stolen by the snake guy, which he didn't really appreciate), and Shido still hadn't shown up yet. Neither had Hevn, and that was why he'd come all this way in the first place.

     To make matters worse, today was Natsumi's day off, he thought regretfully. If she'd been bouncing around in that little apron, the wait would have been much more enjoyable...

     The Get Backers were both quiet, also waiting for Hevn. Paul was in the back doing something. Everything was so quiet...

     Emishi couldn't stand quiet, especially when combined with boring.

     After a moment, Ginji let out a soft laugh, almost a giggle. "Ban-chan, stop it..." he murmured, and Emishi raised an eyebrow. Well now...

     "Stop what?" Ban muttered.

     Ginji giggled again. "That."

     "What? I'm not doing anything."

     "Then... who's pinching my..."

     All of a sudden, they both realized at once, and the next thing Emishi knew, he was being stomped on by Ban. "What the hell are you trying to pull, pervert?"

     "It was a joke, a joke!" Emishi yelped, trying to cover his head. "And why did Ginji-han assume it was you doing it, huh?"

     And that was why, when Shido and Hevn arrived, they discovered Ban in an apron, mopping the floor as Emishi sulked in the opposite corner.