Ouch. You're still one sassy mama.

[It still stings a bit. He's a lonely detective, man... But it was true since he really should've watched his mouth more around girls.

Kojirou usually went for Wine, Whiskey or Bourbon... But he was in the mood to try out something different for tonight.]

If it was the former, then I'd be accused of stalking. It's more romantic to think of this as the red string of fate binding us.