[ Woah, woah, what? He was leaning on the doorway watching the fortune teller nonsense (invading people's privacy by observation: it's a shitty detective trait!) But don't worry, he only heard the bits about the lacy unmentionables and all that juicy stuff. And before he can voice his teasing about it, the horrifying fortune teller tries to drill Ai right in the face, causing him to rush in and kneel down next to her. ]
Dammit! If it's not one thing with this place, it's something else! You okay?
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Dammit! If it's not one thing with this place, it's something else! You okay?