"I do! He's good," Kuromaru exclaimed cheerfully, picking up his drink and guzzling. "Besides, you were doing things here! I saw. Tsume likes to play pool. Maybe we could play pool! I'm pretty good, you know." He smiled brightly, wiggling on his stool. It seemed warmer in the room than it had before. Cozier, he thought. And hornier.

"Or we could dance, but there are no girls. Still, dancing's fun. I can do that, if you like it. Do you like my shirt?" He looked down at his clothes, then at the people around him. "I think maybe my pants are too loose. Tsume put me in the wrong clothes."