ASUKA LANGLEY SORYU<br/><br/>I'd happily found a game show involving the contestants having to guess which cities the Angels would attack once Tokyo-3 was wiped off the face of Japan - and why. Then Misato came in. I glanced at her but otherwise ignored her.<br/><br/>Then Shinji came in as well and flopped beside me. I shuffled away a few inches, leaving an obvious gap.<br/><br/><em>Can't a girl have some peace?</em><br/><br/><strong>"Where did you come from?"</strong>I barked, annoyed that he had magically got home before me.<em>Must have used the other staircase.</em><br/><br/><em><span class="bbc_u">Why do you care?</span></em><br/><br/><em>I don't. I don't care at all.</em><br/><br/>Before he could answer me, if he was even going to… Misato spoke.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Ritsuko has a plan to increase your synch ratios, which means you have to have sex!"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>I stared up at her unmoving for a full minute. I looked at Shinji. He'd turned into the ace of hearts. Then I turned back to the game show,<strong>"Misato-san, if there was an Angel attack and you were like this, it would get messy, don't you think?"</strong><br/><br/>I quickly looked beyond her to the kitchen side where a stack of empty beer cans looked deeply suspicious.<em>Incriminating</em>is the word.