He was not impressed. Hizashi made a big display about a quaint little bar in Tokyo. However, he wasn't told that it was a Host/Hostess bar. He felt pretty uncomfortable. Of course, he didn't have to have someone accompany him while he drank, but with the money Hizashi was throwing away at these people, he felt a little obligated to have someone sit at his side. He was never one to struggle with social anxiety but watching as everyone eyed him carefully... he wondered if this would get out to the media.

He finally decided on a drink, and let Hizashi pick someone for him. He made sure his face showed that he wasn't happy at all about this situation right now, and his whimsical friend could only laugh and tease. When a familiar sound of ice clanked against some glass he looked up to the sound. Looking directly at you in your casual, but somewhat formal outfit. You slide it over to him before moving to sit next to him.

"Thank you."