"Oh Master." Tamamo chastised lightly, pressing against Wes from behind so she could see what he had been working on so fervently. She couldn't grasp what it was about a very anxious rat that was so interesting to him, but the mind of her master was on a level of complexity far beyond her own it seemed. "Have you forgotten where we are? This is Nippon! The land of cosplay and insane politeness. People won't give me more than a passing glance on the streets. Unless..."

Tamamo adopted a quizzical expression before firmly hugging her Wes. "Are you worried someone harboring untoward thoughts towards my radiant form will try to act upon their base impulses? How kind of you to consider the sanctity of your beloved. However, I am certain that I shall be safe, and we don't really have a change of clothes to go about incognito as it were."

She released her Master, a satisfied smirk plastered on her face at the frantic beat of her heart. [i]Still got the courtly charms~[/i] "I'll be back before sundown. If not just give me a call over the our special bond."

With a parting wave she exited the cabin and strolled to the back of the deck. A momentary debate on whether to Astralize and try to jump 90 ft to dry land, or swim at the expense of getting wet. 

"Whee!" And with a delighted squeal she leapt in to the water and swam to shore. A few minutes later a passerby would be startled by a sopping wet cosplayer climbing out of the embankment, turning upon them, and asking with far too much cheer than the situation should allow, 
"Excuse me, but you can point me to a place to purchase fine spirits? I'm celebrating my husband purchasing a new boat and would like to properly celebrate the occasion."

The passerby, your average Japanese business man, nodded politely and pointed her in the direction of a respectful little business he had no intention of going to in the near future called the Copenhagan. They paid good money to the tourism board to drum up business, it was only polite to help them along for supporting Fuyuki.