Dōjima-Montauge Apartment of Awesome -- Tokyo, Japan -- Thursday Afternoon

[dojima_hime]

The best part of prepping for a sting operation, Dōjima had decided, was the fact she got to go home for lunch, to see what sexy outfits she had in black to pose as a bar waitress.

Sometimes, being a spygirl was just plain fun. She sincerely doubted that Master's son was going to be stupid enough to show his face around Harry's, but at least it would be a fun few days of tips and cute patrons. And all she could drink.

"Hey, koibito," she called, sticking her head out of the bedroom and holding up two (almost identical) black halter tops. "Which one of these says 'tip your waitress?'"

[OOC: Open for calls, text messages, and that boyfriend-shaped Montague!]

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[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"May all thy dreams be as bright and fair as Tokyo itself," she teased, doing her best to mimic his Verona accent. "Or mayhap I'll dream in English!"

[withoutverona]

"English, and with a Verona slant," Romeo said, clearly impressed. "The day may pass when none can tell which of us was the Montague born."

... really, he shouldn't go wishing his family on her.