Isao got in after Kazan and removed his mask as the van sped off. Yoshio held out his hand, Isao pulled out the documents from the bag and handed it over. Yoshio examined the documents, satisfied, he asked, “You alright?”

Isao grinned and said, “Perfectly!”, he turned to look at Kazan, whose hand was being handcuffed, “What do we do with this?”

Yoshio stared hard at Kazan and frowned, “Oh, Isao…this scum is famous! He has a huge fan base!”

“What do we do now? Can we just throw him out now?”

“No, he saw your face. It’s not like we can erase his memory.”

“Kill him.”

“I am not sure…let the Boss decide.”

“Right. Anyways, I am hungry, Yoshi.”

“Me too, Yoshi.”, said Kazan.

Yoshio rolled his eyes, “We have kidnapped you and all you got to say is that you are hungry?”

“I would have gone home and enjoyed life if it weren’t for you!”, snapped Kazan, “Drunk a*shole!”

“Hey! What did you call me?”, Isao fumed.

Kazan laughed and imitated Isao from the night that they first met, “Yoshi! I am good looking, right?”

“What on earth…?”, Isao looked at Yoshio.

“I…have nothing to say,”, said Yoshio, also remembering that night.

“You really wanted a one-night stand for your sorry ass!”, Kazan went into a fit of laughter, “But you got to have your Yoshi!”

Isao blushed hard and looked at Yoshio.

“Are you guys dating or what?”, giggled Kazan.

“That’s none of your business. Put a plaster on his big mouth! This guy is unbelievable!”, Yoshio said.

“We are best friends!”, Isao blurted, while Kazan got his mouth plastered.