Ashley had the sake in one hand, the tray of a light Japanese meal for two in the other. She walked up to Martini's room and gently rapped on the door. "Martini-kun?" She had slipped to her more Asian accent, only because she thought he'd get a kick out of bad engrish, might help a little to put him at ease.
"Do... I mean are you in there?"
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