Yoshizawa
Yoshi blinked once again looking to Watashi when another guy came over (Ito). He turned to listen what he said, his words hitting like the sharp edge of a knife being unnecessarily hostile. "I doubt you noticed but you dropped your bag onto this Kitsune's tail. Normally I wouldn't get involved; however I don't usually have to spend much time with other people either-I had a feeling I would not like you the moment I heard you come up, and so far I have no reason to doubt myself now. If I were you I would apologize to the Kitsune whose tail you carelessly dropped your bag onto." He finally got it now! He remembered seeing them with tails; well the Neku's anyways. He saw a few in swim suit modeling catalogs. <So this guy's a Kitsune.... And what crawled up this guys ass!? I barely met the guy, and he's coming up with some jedi bullshit about knowing he wouldn't like me..... Whatever.> He thought while taking a look back to Watashi.
"So that makes you an Omaki!" He nodded reaffirming himself as he pointed at Ito, thinking that he understood it all now. Except for the incorrect word which he just called Ito. This wouldn't gain him any points, his outburst being enough to make anyone flop on the ground and sweatdrop. Or fall down laughing at how ignorant he was. He couldn't help it, Yoshi wasn't very aware of the science community and had only heard rumors about all the new species and what very little news he watched on TV. He then noticed the dangerous death glare he was getting from Ito and looked back into his eyes getting stern. "Listen.... I don't know what I did to you, but I'm sorry dropping my bag on this guy's tail. It was an accident, but if someone's pissed in your corn flakes and you're gonna take it out on me then we're gonna have problems cause I didn't do anything wrong." It was now a Mexican stand off, as he watched to see the next guy's move (Ito's) almost forgetting about Watashi.... Almost.