[b][color=f7941d]Yoko Hikari[/color][/b]

Yoko listened as ths guy, Ishin Kuhaku, started talking. Yoko felt she got an odd reaction from the guy when she pushed her CCG skit. Not that she had a reason to think he was a ghoul, but sometimes in sketchy situations it helps to test the waters. She didn't think he was a ghoul, maybe he was just a bit awkward sounding to her as he was the head of the night club? Then there was the whole deal with the wanting of ghoul masks. She supposed there were different levels of agents just as there were clean cops and dirty cops, but handing over masks as a ghoul investigator didn't seem too professional in her opinion. Either way, she decided to put this feeling deep in the back of her mind. There was something there inside her that made that encounter a bit awkward, hopefully not for him as well. 

Asuya's car pulled up not long after Ishin finally left her. He was loud, honking and yelling at Yoko to go ahead and hurry it up to which she just rolled her eyes. She didn't care that he was mad at her nor that the people were starring them. Yoko just quietly got in the car and signaled to Asuya a quick 'hello,' and 'lets go.' [color=f7941d]"So, what's going on? We didn't have much time on the phone to speak, but I'm sure something's up for you of all people to pick me up."[/color] She pulled down the visor and opened the up the mirror as she took out her contacts and sealed them away in her bag. They were near invisible to begin with and served no actual function, but they were starting to give her a headache just as her migraine started going down.