"You say?" Haruki muttered, already downing one of the cups, and a smirk appeared on his lips. The cup bashed into the table as he finished it, and wiped his mouth with the red sash, wrapped around his right hand. "What about we have a race?" he suggested, and the smirk grew wider. Drinking races were one of the best kind, although they were also the one kind in which he wasn't the ultimate champion. Not that he'd care, though! The main goal was to down as much as he could, after all. "The first to fall's a monkey!" he laughed harshly, and grabbed another cup.<br/><br/>In the meantime, Nyoko leaned onto Dako as she was led into his house, dragging the other man, Sozen, behind herself. "I want the room with the most boys and sake!" she laughed at his question, and pushed her companion into the first free room she noticed, tugging his tunic. They stumbled into it, giggling. She wanted nothing but fun, fun, fun!