Reizu's clones had finished rebuilding the door and started repairing the holes. Reizu sat back on the sofa and scratched behind his white ears. "That sounds alright. Could you ask her to bring a few lemon-filled? Those are my favorite. Paizu Kuroni..... Doesn't ring a bell, but we may get along. Thanks for the compliments." He blushed and hid his face behind his white hair.<br/><br/>When she spoke about security, Reizu picked up his knives from the wall. "I can be security, too. Maybe a bodyguard for Chris. As for transportation, I got an old tour bus. Please don't ask questions about it. We just need a new paint job and we're good to go. And we still need a name."<br/><br/>But practice struck him hard in the head as he fell back on the sofa. "I almost forgot about practice! We need to keep ourselves polished for tonight." He picked up his bass and sat on the couch and signaled he was ready to begin.<br/><br/>(I don't mind skipping practice or crazy girlfriend attacks.<img alt=":P" src="./images/smilies/icon_razz.gif" title="Razz"/>)