Quote:"Just so you know," said the Commander, handing off the empty snack bag to his inferior, "I'm expecting an assassination attempt tomorrow morning, so clear your schedule and try to act surprised when Section-2 rushes you to the panic room."
"Bastards. You think they could have done it today and saved us having to sit through that meeting."
"Also, I want you to have dinner with Shinji."
"What?"
"He should know more about Yui besides the half-truths the media will be feeding him once everything comes out."
Fuyutsuki crumpled up the bag and stuffed it back into his uniform jacket. He took a deep breath, held it, then exhaled. "You haven't started drinking again, have you?"
Gendo snorted. "Unlike our Operations Director, I know when and where not to indulge myself."
"Could have fooled me."
"You weren't always this snarky, Professor. I miss the old man who used to occasionally warm my seat and grumble about ethics and morality while still sending children to the slaughter."
The Vice-Commander, who was holding his hands behind his back as he was prone to, said, "You can't see it, Rokubungi, but I'm making a rude hand gesture towards you right now."
Ikari leaned backwards and glanced at the elderly man's backside. "My. You are."
Quote:Seventh Heaven was Tokyo-3's premiere stripper bar, which was a lot like saying Jack the Ripper was Victorian London's premiere patron of prostitutes. While it didn't have the refined grace of Room 747 or uptown's Lakefront Club, Seventh Heaven was accessible to the common man (e.g. anyone too cheap to pay for quality).-- from Taking Sights, Chapter 22
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.