"Oh...okay.  Thank you."<br/><br/>Mako-chan retreats to the booth, drink in hand, and sits...grateful for the camouflage this gives to the definite tent in hir pants.  Hir eyes are drawn to a passing lolita-goth cat-girl on a leash, pierced nipples proudly sporting small weights.<br/><br/><em>Oooooo...</em>