Before Ryoki arrived, Shou had patiently listened to Yutaro's explanation, and just as he felt he was closer to actually getting it, the logical man within him going to call a 'split' on his cards, [i]her[/i] appearance set his thoughts on 'wipe'.

"Shou...Matsuoka." he felt his face heat up as she lost the jumper, and he could have sworn at that moment, maybe just one new face or two found it the perfect opportunity to [i]suddenly decide[/i] that they [i]actually really[/i] wanted to play Blackjack. His whole body went stiff as his eyes lingered down, painfully slowly, before shooting right back up to meet her clear blue eyes.
Like the sky. Or ice.
He brought his drink to his lips again, holding eye contact with her just long enough to try and suss out her intentions. He caught her name and that she was a 'regular' around here after all. How quaint. Though in all honesty, he never could remember having seen her before.
...even if, unbeknownst to him, she just might have.

"I don't believe so. Miss...Mochizukki. It's a pleasure."

He seemed evidently more relieved as the tension ever so slightly dissipated, at the appearance of a waitress, a different one to who brought him his Sex On The Beach. She was quite small, and in what was an adorable bunny suit that left so little, so very little to the imagination...

Mentally pinching himself, he caught a glance of her frightened expression and told himself to get a grip. She was obviously terrified. She didn't need his roving eyes to make it much worse.
"Ice." he replied coolly, his tone a little warmer in her presence, too. He even managed a smile, sans the flinching. It was coaxing and warm, as much as it could have been. He felt it his duty to ease her into what might have been a terrifying new role, and new job. "I'd just like some more ice for my drink, please."

This was not remotely true; the drink was colder than he had liked it, even, but something as simple as ice would be something she would be familiar with, and if Shou knew any better, the confusing names of some of the more famous mixed drinks might have had her confused.

For a millisecond, he was glad he hadn't asked the dark haired, trembling waitress for Sex On The Beach.
...[i]wait.[/i]

Out of the corner of his eye, a very, [i]very[/i] familiar face caught his attention. He immediately relaxed. Among this gathering of sleek black cats and frightened kittens, the lone silver buck was grateful for a friend.

"Hey, Ollie!" he called out, a little unsure whether the man in the heavy coat really was who he thought. It had been such a long time, after all...three, four years? Needless to say, he was grinning at this point.
He craned his neck, glancing over the crowd, leaving Ryoki and Yutaro with the young lady, and even smirking at noticing his old friend checking out the dame sitting so very close.
Old friends never change.
"Sit down, play some Blackjack. Where have you been?! Haven't seen you in ages, how have you been?"

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