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[B]NPC: Sasori Yoshinori - Act 1 Aftermath[/B]

"Now ain't a good time to lam off and horse around, little bird," said the smooth, dulcet tones of Sasori Yoshinori, private detective, as he approached Kimiko and Daisuke. The emerald-haired shamus had replaced his bat (translator's note: police baton) for a dingy-lookin' portable horn (translator's note: pocket-size folding telephone with a very thin carbon microphone), obviously intent on buzzing the fellas up and grill them for the wire. It was on his dime and all, so he needed to mosey up. "Kid's mug's far from lookin' peaches; someone's gotta fix up that conkin' before anybody dips the bill."

He glanced down at Daisuke, noting the two googs the youth had developed when sappin' the crawlers. Real mill, that'd been, so he immediately reached into his pocket and grabbed a roll of bandages, chucking it lightly towards the boy.

"You and your moll there should skip outta here with me," he added. "Get our noggins together and get some jack outta it. I could get some more help for that bleedin' beezer too."