It was funny to think that Jango had spent more time taking Kairi against his shower wall than in his own bed. They chalked up another few marks in the shower sex column before the hot water ran out. It was actually kind of lucky. Without the hot water, the mood was broken. Otherwise, he would have been happy to spend the whole day in there with her.<br/><br/>They dressed together and Jango, while possessing very little variety in his wardrobe, tried to make himself look a little more presentable than his normal beach bum attire. He actually put on real shoes as opposed to flip flops and wore light pants instead of board shorts. He didn't want to be fake in front of her friends but he also wanted to look nice for his first foray into her world. And he wanted them to like him. He knew Kairi wasn't the kind to cave to peer pressure but he didn't want her friends to try and talk her out of spending time with him if they didn't like him. It was the kind of nervousness that wasn't really founded in reality but born of a desire to preserve what he'd begun to value very highly: his relationship with Kairi.<br/><br/>"Lead the way," he said as he locked the door of his houseboat behind him.