Yosano loved shopping.

That was no secret for anybody in the agency. However, that didn't make shopping with her any easier.

Any unlucky agent that she took with her would suffer the unfortionate fate of having to carry everything she bought for hours on end. Not that she cared much. After all, she was the physician.

So, today was no different.

Yosano had chosen one of the detectives to carry her stuff. To her, it didn't really matter who it was, as long as the unfortionate soul was able to carry all her stuff. She was just a woman, who could blame her?

"I wonder where I could go next. There's so many different options!" Yosano stated to herself, eyes sparkling as she saw all the different stores she hadn't visited yet.

This was going to be so much fun. As she strutted toward the next store, Yosano was interrupted by a loud crash behind her.

Turning on her heel, she saw the detective she'd taken, burried under all the boxes she'd loathed the agent with, because a man had walked into them.

"Are you serious?" Yosano rolled her eyes, grabbing the man by the collar. "That cost more than your entire rent."