"Huh?" Seeing Ikeda carrying around a bottle and escorting people to their rooms sent warning signals all through Shirogane's head already, but now that she was offering to share whatever that sweet-looking yellow liquer was with him he was ready to overload. Something like the image of a cabaret girl struck a chord within his imagination, not that he thought badly of Ikeda. The idea was just a little too exciting for him to handle all of a sudden, and it surely showed in his face as he burned under the collar, instinctively pulling it up just in time to hide his flustered expression. Of course the moment was gone all too quickly as Ikeda disappeared upstairs with the striking silver-haired beauty who Akira had only just now noticed, leaving him alone in the hall with the new boy. "Ano...donta ryuuka aatu mi. Ai donta supiiki enguriishu." In broken English he spoke more words than he usually did at one time.