<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=13066.msg545493#msg545493">Quote from: Chris Brady on 11-03-2008, 10:17:31</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Sanro stops about half a street away from the house, a large affair worthy of a former Samurai family, and pats Ichi's hand around his waist.  The helm tilts sideways and then he asks, "Hey, Strawberry?  Want to go out for dinner tonight?"<br/><br/>The tall, muscular doll hates it when his little 'sister' is sad or upset.  And he knows just the thing to help distract her.  Swinging the bike in a 180 degree turn, the smile in his voice is apparent, "I know of a nice place that makes the best Strawberry Crepe Suzette."<br/><br/>Without waiting for a reply the engine revs and they are off.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=13066.msg545732#msg545732">Quote from: AstraKiseki on 11-03-2008, 17:45:12</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mostly because the doll knew the answer before asking...  And he can hear the high-pitched squeal of joy ringing in his ears as Ichigo hugged her brother closer.  She knew Nisen would complain about them going out without telling him, but...  Really, in a way, this was revenge for every time she had to choke down healthy food and for being dragged out in short skirts and heels.<br/><br/>It was also her chance to get away with something she had been wanting to do for years, but she wouldn't worry about it until she had the perfect moment.  After all, didn't every little sister flick food into a sibling's face?<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The place is on the outskirts of the Shinjuku district of Tokyo, a small quaint little place, done up in the fashion of a French café in Paris with the name 'La Maison Des Crepes'.  Sanro leads Ichigo into the small outdoor pavilion, pointedly ignoring some of the other female students, and finding a place as far as possible, but comfortable.  It still doesn't prevent a duo of girls to stare at Ichi disdainfully at her uniform, or give her looks of jealousy.<br/><br/>Smiling at his 'sister', the dark haired biker thanks the waitress and hands the smaller girl a menu, letting her peruse and order first.<br/>