Outside, a raging riot is taking place in the streets. The door to the Weiss boys’ hideout opens and in walks Ken with a young, dark-haired woman.

Ken: Hey guys, do we have room for one more?

Omi, Aya, and Yohji look up. Omi is at the computer, Yohji sprawled on the couch, and Aya holding up the wall with his arms crossed.

Aya (suspiciously): Who’s that?

Ken: This is Kat. I thought it’d be okay if I brought her in off those streets. It’s pretty
dangerous out there right now.

Kat: Hi, hope I’m not being a bother.

Yohji sits up quickly. He stretches and pats the couch.

Yohji: No problem at all! Sit here, Kat.

Aya (hasn’t moved once): I don’t trust her.

Omi: Oh come on, Aya! She looks harmless.

Kat moves to sit next to Yohji on the couch. He smiles.

Yohji: You’ve got nice legs.

Omi and Ken: Yohji!

Yohji shrugs and lights a cigarette. Aya narrows his eyes at Kat.

Aya: How do we know you aren’t a spy?

Ken (snorts): Does she look like someone from Schwartz to you? Besides, I found her, not the other way around.

Kat (looks back at Aya): I do know of you, if you really want to know. I think you’re a cold bastard, but Kristina said I should give you a chance.

Yohji (looks confused): Who’s Kristina?

Ken: The tall blonde. Buys roses from the shop. Has a crush on Aya.

Yohji retains his blank look.

Ken (emphasizes): The one with the long legs.

Yohji: Oh yeah! Gotcha.

Omi gets off his computer and comes over to mingle with the new girl. He sits on the floor and offers her a flower. She smiles and takes it.

Omi: Don’t mind Aya. We don’t.

Yohji (laughs): Hey, Kathleen, why don’t we go somewhere private? I know this little spot in the park…

Ken: Yohji! There’s a riot going on out there.

Yohji: Oh yeah. Damn. (puts out his cigarette and shoves his shades up on his head)

Omi: A riot which we’re doing nothing to help contain…by the way.

Aya: Containing a riot isn’t our Mission.

Kat: You don’t care about all those people out there?

Aya (shrugs): It’ll die down on it’s own.

Kat: You know, you aren’t doing a very good job at proving you’re a lovable person.

Aya just looks away and is silent, his red hair falling over his violet eyes. Omi jumps up excitedly.

Omi: I know! Let’s play chess!

Ken, Yohji and Aya groan.

Omi: Fine, just a suggestion. What else is there to do?

Yohji: Well, if you weren’t standing in front of the television we could watch that.

Kat (pulls something out of her backpack): I have a "My Little Pony Tales" tape!

Ken: What?

Yohji: Sounds kinky.

Kat (gives him a look): Umm…not really, but…

Something on the coffee table catches her eye. It’s a file photo of a young, orange-haired guy with sunglasses.

Kat: Who’s that?

Ken (growling): Oh, that. That’s Schurderich. He’s…an enemy.

Kat: Ohhh…he’s pretty hot.

Aya (narrows eyes to slits): Oh you think so? Interesting.

Kat: I’m ignoring you, moody boy.

Yohji laughs. Omi is watching MLPT.

Yohji (lighting another cigarette): I like you.

Ken: Yohji, you like every girl!

Yohji: Only if they’re 18 or over. You’re over 18, right?

Kat smiles, but decides she is going to smack him if his hand inches any closer to her bare leg. She is still eye-balling the file photo of Schu on the table.

Suddenly the door bursts open and Steve Irwin Crocodile Hunter runs in.

Steve: Crikey! There’s a buncha crazy blokes out there!

Ken (bug-eyed): Who the hell is that??

Aya (sighs and pulls sword out): Okay, now there’s one too many people in here…




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