Sanzu sat in the club - standing infront of the pole dancer, as the dancer walked off stage. He was bored. Really. Bored. Manjiro sat beside him, the 5'4" boss of the Kanto Manji gang boredly watching beside Sanzu. " . . . No ones' really good today, are they?" Manjiro asked Sanzu, glancing over - he took a sip of his whiskey. Sanzu nodded with a frown. "Honestly, I'm surprised. Ran and Rindou usually have good dancers." He grumbled, tossing back another shot of vodka.