An' maybe this time I won't catch ya an' ya get t' see what that feels like.

[ Said with an unnecessarily bright tone.

It isn't a far walk and if you weren't looking for a bar, you'd miss it. It's a glorified hallway on the inside, empty aside from the bartender, a cheerful haradashi. They give Izō a wave and make idle chatter about how this is the first time he's brought a friend along -- or is she a date? ]

Oh shut it. Ya know what I want. Leave th' bottle.

[ Of course it's sake. He can't let go of his tastes from so long ago. It's not even good sake, but the effect will be the same. ]

Shoulda asked since yer payin' an' all, but...Yer th' type t' drink anythin', ain't ya?