Pierce wasn't quite sure what he was doing at the welcoming party. He simply stood leaning against a wall. A full glass of wine had been sitting in his hand since the party started. But he had to agree with the general consensus: the food was great.
He had thought about seeing Shizuka before she left, but he didn't know what he would've said. What happened that night had been great, but what did it mean? Besides, he'd spent most of yesterday drunk off his ass, so he probably would've ended up saying something stupid.
Aster Lloyd and Rayleen were conversing nearby. Aster asked who the chef was.
"That would be Chizuru Suzuki," Rayleen answered. "She's kind of a new recruit herself, but she insisted vehemently on cooking. I hope she's done soon. She belongs in this party as much as everyone else does and she's already piled these tables high enough as is. There's gonna be loads of leftovers."
Pierce was beyond amazed. Chizuru was here. Without so much as a second thought, he set down the glass and headed for the kitchen. Sure enough, there was the Black Kimono, working diligently. Pierce couldn't help but stare as he tried to think of what to say. She had a certain grace about her, or maybe that was just him, but he thought her every action redefined beauty. Finally, he gathered up the courage to speak up.
"Um... hi." Pierce's face was dangerously close to spontaneously combusting. For Chrissakes say something else you moron! Make conversation!
"I, ah..." GET IT TOGETHER MAN. "... never- never got to thank you for your help back at the mansion."
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