to avoid being hit by some unnamed patron rushing on their way to freedom. He called out after them. “Can't you see I am a man escaping from the kitchen with a couple of free brews here! How rude.”

His trip to Yorihito with the free brews in tow was cut short, by the sight of a skirt. So many times in his life, up till now that is, things were cut short in his life due to a skirt, either one or the lack of one. He had promised himself he was going on the straight and narrow as far as woman were concerned. But, he could always start tomorrow.

Not wishing to lose a good thing here, he downed one of the brews on the spot. He then reversed his forward direction and headed out into the garden in search of that skirt with the red hair connected to it. On his second trip through the kitchen, he refilled the empty mug and downed another, that was lying on the counter. *Let's not be wasteful he thought, especially when someone else is paying for it. *

What he saw was admittedly out of the corner of his eye, however, two quick brews he had already had to sharpen them up. It was a man coming off the roof, where he ought not to have been. Which was it to be, the red head, or the mysterious man? One more downed brew, some of which landed on his front side, and his mind was made up.

Since he wouldn't be following the woman, no sense in letting that last lonely flagon sit out here brimming full. He tossed that one back and then legged it after the disappearing man. His skills now being somewhat less than they might have been he would have lost anyone who intended to get away. This fellow wasn't running though, it appeared as if he was looking for something.

Peering into the bushes, somewhat slumped over, he was certain he saw the man rummaging around near the ground. * What a curious thing, did he lose some valuable item here? * “Hey, you! stand and deliver” *Where had he heard that before? *

The fellow was a quick devil that he will admit. * Why was he laughing? That was an important line? * his sword in his hand none the less. A slogged mind can produce some wonderful things at times. At this instant it produced the rogue shuffle.

For those of you who don't know what the rogue shuffle is, it goes like this. “First you put your two knees close up tight, sway them to the left, then you sway them to the right. You put your right hip in and you bring it back, and that's what I call balling the jack. Now there is more to it than this, but for that, you will need to be initiated.

Gunnar's mouth fell wide open, when he saw it coming back at him. not that, but the answering lines. This dark figure out in the bushes was another fellow cheeky boy. Hot damn! Soon they were both upended scouring the ground. Each found a piece of what they were looking for. Now he was sorry he hadn't brought along those extra mugs. Sitting for a moment, he began to examine the pieces they had.