Sunny found himself staring at a tattoo. Apparently for quite some time, as well. The owner probably didn't even know what he had peeking out just above the collar of his shirt and he couldn't help but wonder if there was more Japanese on the man, maybe following the spine. It sure was an odd character to have for a man that.. didn't quite look like.. ehm.. a prostitute. Maybe a combination with another, or more then one character, would rid the idea Sunny found himself having.<br/>On second thought.. The man's skin sure looked Japanese. Sort of. Mixed with.. something else. Maybe be he did know the meaning of the tattoo. Sunny couldn't help but be somewhat intrigued.<br/><br/>Glances met when the man he had been studying, rather openly even, turned his attention to Sunny, evoking an amused smiled from him. Those eyes sure looked at least half Japanese.<br/><br/>The words 'cavity search' also brought Sunny's attention back to the here and now, knitting his brow while a sigh passed his lips. That, and he had to give up his leathers. He sure loved these clothes, black leather was a thing he enjoyed wearing, even if he was nearly frying in them at the moment.<br/>Ah well, what had he expect? This was no Holiday resort.<br/>If he'd ever get out of jail, he'd just have to make who ever the fuck put him here paid dearly.<br/>Something to look forward to..