Ryuu glared at her and was twisting and turning the handle trying to get out of here. He glaced over his shoulder. "I don't care. Everyone is not wearing them because I am not. Therefore not everyone is wearing them. They are highly indecent. The wouldn't cover much if anything." He says in a huff. He shrugged and pointedly ignored her comment about his body. Minus the faint tint of pink his cheeks got. "I don' want anything to do with your...business." He says with gritted teeth. She was quite annoying. He heard the next part and paled a tiny bit. He was not modeling for the psycho chick. He hears a click and the door unlocked. He pulled it open and bolted out of it.<br/><br/>Mark nodded his head. "Yes Boss." He says. He sees the guy manage to get the door open and frowns. "Excuse me boss...the model is on the run." He says. Chasing after Ryuu and was able to catch up since he ran track when he was younger. He, with much effort involved, picked up Ryuu and carried him thrown over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Ryuu clearly not happy. He shuts and double locks the door this time before depositing him in the seat again.<br/><br/>Ryuu was almost to the front door when he was bodily picked up and thrown over the other mans shoulder. He was still fighting and trying to get away when he was deposited back in the seat. "Oof...." He says. Frowning as he was far from happy. He bit his lower lip. Why couldn't they just let him go? He didn't want to model the skimpy underwear type thing she wanted him to wear. Next thing he knew a cloth with that same scent was pressed and held to his face. Flailing and trying to get it off as he slowly slipped out of consciousness again.<br/><br/>Mark looked at his boss after Ryuu slumped in the seat. He looked at his boss and awaited instructions.