Theme: Yu~ki and Közi go shopping in Châtelet-les-Halles.
Essential sentences: “Don’t let it fall!”
“He was comparable to Niagara Falls.”
Yu~ki: "I’m delighted that you’re taking me with you to go shopping, Közi. I’ve never been to Paris before."
Közi: "Châtelet-les-Halles. It’s the best place to spend your money when you are a tourist. But… did you really have to buy all of that?"
In addition to all the packages that he himself and Közi were carrying, Yu~ki was proudly sporting a t-shirt and a cap, along with several other gadgets which said “J’aime Paris”.
Yu~ki: “Um… they’re gifts. Wait… oh no! IT’S AN ANGRY CROWD! RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!”
The angry crowd: “WE’RE ANGRY! WE’RE NOT HAPPY! GIVE US A REFUND!”
The two musicians were literally swallowed by the furious masses of people. The packages that Közi had been carrying for Yu~ki were, for that matter, in great danger.
Yu~ki: “My French rubber duck! Közi, no! Don’t let it fall! Noooooo!!!!!”
Too late. The crowd left them in a dark corner of Châtelet, without a word, without a glance… and without a duck.
Yu~ki: “What are we going to do?”
Közi: “Dunno. People are weird here.”
Yu~ki: “Közi, I’m scared. Look over there…”
From a corner of the dark street, a man was watching them. He was disturbing and powerful, but fascinating at the same time. He was comparable to Niagara Falls. The stranger headed towards the two friends.
Ash: “Közi, it’s been a long time, hasn’t it? Welcome to my lair.”
Közi: “Ash! But what are you doing here?”
Ash: “This is my home. I should be asking you the same question. Let me show you around.”
The handsome hidalgo led the guitarist away.
Ash: “And don’t worry about your friend. My family will take good care of him.”
A horde of people, each stranger than the last, surrounded the poor bassist.