I don't want breasts out to anywhere! Yugi thought in alarm. Then he realized it was probably one of the menu items. Was she choosing their orders for them? He glanced down at the menu, gaze barely skimming. Yeah, looked like it. Actually . . . y-yeah, chicken sounded like a good idea at this point. "Y-yes, thank you," he managed to stammer out. He glanced at Jou and Honda and saw that they too were just rolling with it, nodding at the choices she'd made for them. It wasn't like any of them had actually looked at the menus yet.
Yami, for his part, wasn't sure if he should be sympathetic . . . or just amused by the whole affair. Aibou had finally stuffed down enough on his mortification to share a little more of the details of the current situation, though he still wouldn't let the spirit see directly how Anzu (or any of the other waitresses) were dressed. For someone who had spent pretty much all of his remembered existence fighting enemies of one caliber or degree of threat or another, he had a really hard time relating to the possible gravity of this situation. (The fact that he was completely missing the sexual innuendos and the female degradation wasn't helping.)
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*bbs for the night - gonna play Persona 4................../finally/* =3;;;
Date: 2010-01-16 02:25 am (UTC)Yami, for his part, wasn't sure if he should be sympathetic . . . or just amused by the whole affair. Aibou had finally stuffed down enough on his mortification to share a little more of the details of the current situation, though he still wouldn't let the spirit see directly how Anzu (or any of the other waitresses) were dressed. For someone who had spent pretty much all of his remembered existence fighting enemies of one caliber or degree of threat or another, he had a really hard time relating to the possible gravity of this situation. (The fact that he was completely missing the sexual innuendos and the female degradation wasn't helping.)