[b]Name:[/b] Jacuzzi
[b]Alias:[/b] The Gangster of Love
[b]Level:[/b] 2
[b]Date/Time:[/b] September 1st, 5PM
[b]Location:[/b] Work
[b]Tag:[/b] [@Holy Soldier] [@Lauder] [@anyone else]
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Jacuzzi opened the door of the store, a little bit of blood on his lip. Otherwise, he seemed to be in fine fettle. "Afternoon, Viki. Tatsumaki." He said, before glancing at the ring. "Does wearing it make you fat?" He asked, glancing at Tatsumaki's new form. He could have sworn Tatsumaki was a lot fitter last time he'd seen him. "On the way here I was hit in the face with some kind of rainbow. Crazy stuff. Knocked me off my bike." He sidled up to Tatsumaki.

"Hey. You'll make me the head of the lingerie section, right?" He asked, resting his hand on Tatsumaki's bicep. "I'm an expert in the field of bra sizes. It would be a sin to let my gift go to waste, no?" He was trying to put something into Tatsumaki's hand. It was a bologna sandwich.