...le more closely at the woman beside her as the bar tender brought out the drink she had asked for. "How many of those have you had?"
Throwing her newly received drink down her throat before the other woman could object, she muttered, "Four. I need them, trust me."
Yoruichi shrugged. "Far be it from me to argue. Lemme guess – Jeagerjacques strikes again?"
"Yes and no."
The former exile rolled her eyes. "Helpful. I'm gonna need a little more to go on here, bee."
"Fine. He's started doing his job properly."
"And that's bad?" Yoruichi would have assumed such an occasion would involve a celebratory drink, not a session designed to drown sorrows and annoyances.
"It's just plain wrong. Why the hell would he change? He's been able to get away with all the shit he's been pulling for six months now, he knows I can't do anything. He's not going to get a promotion, there's nowhere for him to go, so there's no incentive there. I don't get what he's trying to pull!"
"Ok, I get it. You're alarmed because you don't know what his motives are, anyone would be." She considered the situation. "So what, he's undergone an entire personality change?"
Soi Fon snorted. "I wish. No, he's still hitting on me any chance he gets. In fact, that's the only thing that hasn't changed. It's disturbingly reassuring." She shud...