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Seamstress did a double take when she noticed the trio she was sitting next to. They were also regulars here, though they mostly just came to gawk at the lights and have a reason to screech at each other.

I can't believe you like Takeru over Hussein. No way, by me. Green perked up and stuck her tongue out at her friends, who burst into disbelieving arguments. They tossed words back and forth, though the conversation seemed a bit one sided. Seamstress clearly held the most influence in the group, and the other two soon were chatting happily with Green about "how jammy Hussain is". Seamstress grinned to herself and glanced sidelong at Green, who was looking at her appreciatively. Rat simply clucked his tongue and shook his head. He didn't want to get involved, mostly because he had no idea who either of the men the girls were referencing were.

After a while, the three decided to leave, though not before they thoroughly flustered Rat with flirting and blown kisses. He muttered angrily to himself, trying to cover his embarrassment. Of course, Seamstress was left in stitches, but it seemed she was the only one in on the joke.