text: It's Monday night, I just got off work, I was kidnapped, and I was forced to join the little lady for Reverse Happy Hour at Kabuki.  You know it's a terrible Monday when I'm okay with being dragged to a chain sushi restaurant and I don't make a single snarky remark about how their menu is littered riddled with the usage of Papyrus.  I mean, Papyrus!  Who the heck designed their menus?  Must be someone from Collins College [This sentence is for Linh L.].\n\nAlthough I shiver at the thought of dining at chain sushi restaurants [I think my hatred stems with RA], I actually had a decent time at this Kabuki [Tempe Marketplace's Kabuki = no].  Our waiter was prompt and attentive, only disappearing for short-bursts of time when our food was in front of us.  We shared a small seaweed salad, a Vegas roll, an Alaska roll, a Shrimp Tempura roll, and we each had a Tokyo Mojito.  Our bill came out to be $40-something which isn't bad considering we were both full off our rolls and that deliciously refreshing mojito.  We probably could've done without one of the rolls but our eyes were hungrier than our stomachs.  Happy Hour, huzzah!\n\nThe highlight of the night was watching some lady two tables away from us take her first bite of raw fish for the first time ever.  She promptly spit it up into her glass of water.  All that soy sauce and wasabi transformed her glass of water into L.A. Water.  I could go for another cocktail!\n\nI'll be back only for Happy Hour and a mojito.