BurgersHaving found that most alcohol was just too weak, Yukari took a swig of her canister of jet fuel as she rapped on the door with her parasol. Twenty seconds and a loud crash or six later, Orin smiled as she opened the door, running a hand through her recently mussed up hair.
Hello, Miss Sat-oh Miss Yukari, I mean. She gave a bow before continuing. What brings you over at a time like this?
Ran and I were about to head out on some errands and were wondering if you could watch Chen for us, Yukari answered. Jet fuel?
No thank you, Miss. Im fine as I am.
Suit yourself, Yukari said, emptying the canister and tossing it in the road. Come on, Ran, lets go.
Ran sighed and handed a bubble-wrapped Chen over. No sweets, dont let her run in the street, dont let her run in the house, actually, dont let her run at