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Air clapped her hands happily as the harpy unwrapped his parcel. He was finally smiling again. Being down didn’t suit Angel at all. Her eyes were riveted on her feathered friend, so Bushi’s reaction threw her off completely. She gasped slightly as the kami pulled her into a one armed embrace. A faint blush crept over her face as she breathed in his scent. Bushi [i]was[/i] smiling. Her brain did a double take. Did he just call her by her name as well? This was going way better than she expected!

“I am so glad you liked it guys!” The communications officer exclaimed as she pulled both males into a firm embrace.

A loud ripping sound caused her too jerk her head round. The surprised woman stared at the remains of Mia’s gift. She wasn’t sure how to react. She was happy the werewolf had calmed down, but she was also upset that Mia didn’t like the present. She had secretly hoped the blonde would like it. No matter how far-fetched it was. 

“Korean BBQ sounds fantastic, Mia!” Air exclaimed cheerfully. “I haven’t been out for ages!”

Free food would never be as good as hugs or music, but it was better than nothing. Cerulean was the star tonight, and there was no way the newbie shall not be disappointed. The pink haired officer allowed herself to be marched away with Angel in toll. She chatted away about possible outfits she could wear. 

Colorful dress, black tights, scarf, beanie, bracelets, necklaces and still something wasn’t quite right. Was it her make up? Air frowned slightly after twirling around in front of the mirror. She threw off the hat and braided her hair instead. That was better! Her Japanese styled look was a success! The banshee grabbed her handbag and clicked her way towards the entrance. She was completely oblivious to the admiring glances thrown her way. 

“You guys are fast!” 

Her green eyes lit up when she noticed what Bushi was wearing. She squealed and hugged him. The Kami looked so cute! She only let go after Cerulean arrived. After calming the poor flustered rookie the banshee bounding over to the car. They were wasting time! The restaurant will be packed soon. Happy hour starts in 20 minutes!

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[Hahm Ji Bach, Northern Boulevard]

“Samgyupsal (bacon served with bean powder)… Wait there is chicken too! Argh there are far too many choices!” 

Air put down the menu for a while. Meat would sit at least 3 of them. Chicken, beef and pork. Especially pork. What about seafood? She had no idea if the prince would be offended. It would be barbaric to eat one of Cerulean’s subjects in front of him. Wait… did he rule over the fish too? The officer nudged Mia gently with her foot. She looked the only other female at the table straight in the eye.

“Do you think Cerulean will be offended if we ordered saba (grilled mackerel) or the seafood soup?” She asked the other telepathically. 

Out loud the psychic banshee said, “Oh! I didn’t notice this earlier! If one of us can eat more than 60 plates of either beef or pork within 180 minutes the rest of us will get to eat for free! Do we have any volunteers? There will be a free flow of drinks and soju during the competition.”

Air laughed. “I volunteer Angel, Mia or Bushi! Unless you want to try Cerulean!”