It was late at night, and the three of them were sitting together at the bar. The 'Lupin' sign shinned outside the door, small chatter could be heard within the bar as well.

"How much drain cleaner do you think I would have to drink to die?" Dazai asked, ecstatic as he was whenever the topic of death came up. Ango sighed, ignoring the question and rolling his eyes. Oda however seemed to think about it, or just didn't justify it with an answer.