Junko: "Ah, Byakuya~! My darling, my Prince of Despair~! What did you think of that little... trick... I played on Mukuro earlier?"

Byakuya is sitting in his room, the door locked so that none of the other students can get in. Junko clings to him, giggling manically, whilst he looks down at her with a vague smile.

Byakuya: "The look on her face was rather entertaining... especially when the spears hit her..."

Junko: "I knew you'd enjoy it, my darling~... I don't know how you put up with all those awful, hopeful, other students... I wish they'd just give into despair already, especially that awful Makoto..."