Majima returns the kiss in full. "I'm fulla great ideas, cupcake," he says through a cocky smirk.
He slouches into a seat at Amelia's table, letting out a long, contented sigh. That felt good. His cigarette makes a reflexive comeback and he's about to light up when a very large hand clamps down on his shoulder. Looking up, a minotaur bouncer firmly shakes his head and points to a no smoking sign.
"What kinda bar doesn't allow smokin'?" Majima grumbles as he pockets the cigarette again. He'll have to pop outside sometime to get his fix.
"We'll see. I gotta represent and do a Japanese tune at least once," he says over the green-skinned man's commanding voice. "Oi, Amelia-chan. If you were gonna get up there, what song would ya pick?"
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He slouches into a seat at Amelia's table, letting out a long, contented sigh. That felt good. His cigarette makes a reflexive comeback and he's about to light up when a very large hand clamps down on his shoulder. Looking up, a minotaur bouncer firmly shakes his head and points to a no smoking sign.
"What kinda bar doesn't allow smokin'?" Majima grumbles as he pockets the cigarette again. He'll have to pop outside sometime to get his fix.
"We'll see. I gotta represent and do a Japanese tune at least once," he says over the green-skinned man's commanding voice. "Oi, Amelia-chan. If you were gonna get up there, what song would ya pick?"