"I think there's like, three other people still passed out drunk, you're good, sexy," Izumo told him, cheerfully. "Hi, I'm Izumo. We probably met last night, because you look familiar, but I can't remember your name, sorry."

That hair was pretty distinctive, after all. Izumo dished up the omelet he'd just finished cooking and offered it out to Bon. "Coffee'll be done in a minute, if that's your thing. If not, I'm really not sure where my kettle ran off to, but I can make tea, if I find it."