The man laughed as he leaned back, holding a piece of his sushi with his chopsticks over his mouth, as he gave a glimpse at you.

"Hm... Still tired?" He inquired, though laughed when he uttered the word "tired". Someone about you... He just couldn't put his finger on it, but it was someone about you, that kept him just the slightest bit whipped.

"Well, I wouldn't blame you." He said, as he put the sushi in his mouth, the lipstick visible on his jaw, but did he care? Not. One. Bit.