"good stuff,isn't it?" Mariko says with a grin. Whisky had always been her drink of choice. Mainly because when she was younger,everyone hated it and she never had to share pilfered bottles with anyone. She glances over at sayyid and gives a polite smile. On one hand,she knew all about sayyid. After all,she and her sister had no secrets from each other. On the other,she didn't really expect to see him here. She figured it was a someone hired to be a Billy look alike. The look alike was far better looking and already more charming. It would be good for business. Unlike her sister, Mariko had no love for billy and had no urge to spend time with him. "I would be rude to refuse drink from the owner." Mariko says with a knowing wink. She was convinced this was a mere look alike. Though a damned good one when he said her name. " How...did you know who I am? Do they offer Billy classes? "Mariko turns in her chair,this night just got a lot more interesting. besides,looking all buddy buddy with the hired imposter may impress the cheap floozies around the bar.

Mariko smirked at his assessment of the drink. "It certainly separates the amateurs from the pros." She says giving him a nod of thanks. If she hadn't just came from the bathroom and had her real drug of choice,she probably would've just taken the drink and been on her way. But under it's influence,she could be a real chatty Cathy. His mannerisms certainly weren't Billy . That man could make driving a Bentley look cheap. "Oh!" Mariko says, deeply blushing when he says he knows her and what his name is. " I guess you DO know me!" She says with a loud laugh before covering her mouth. " Pleased to meet you, sayyid. I've heard a lot about you ." She continues to giggle and lays her head on the table after while holding up her glass for another . Silliness with her sister beside,she found it hilarious the siblings of two famous people found themselves in the same bar. " Me? I'd say yes on both counts.how about you? Prowling for that next conquest or testing the human limits of alcohol intake?" She asks with a smirk. Mariko could be far more forward than her sister

Mariko picks a cherry out of a bowl behind the counter,but well within reach. "Yum" she says happily after popping it in her mouth. There was something about sayyid that reminded her of Vara. But in a good way. He seemed to carry himself with that same confidence bordering on arrogance,Reeked of wealth, toss in some cruelty and he could be her male counterpart. " It's nice to see either my sister talks about me,or you perhaps keep up with your flings. " She tells him with a wink and smile. One of them needed to address the elephant in the room,it may as well be her. "In any case,it's always good to be known. Though I was hoping it's because my star is rising." She says, teasing . Being signed to Dahl house had given her career a much needed boost. But she probably wasn't a house hold name just yet . " Oooh a man of adventure! I really like that. Fuck that paperwork. Stay here with me." Mariko said pleadingly. Drinking and drugs with someone she kinda knew was far better than being alone. She giggled at sayyid's flirtation. " Sayyid,I havent been with a male in.... years. You might try your luck with that rather cheap looking woman over there." Mariko points with her glass towards a woman easily 45 and probably named Candace with 6 kids at home.

Mariko looked at sayyid and back to the bowl of cherries before popping another into her mouth. " You going to tell? Besides,what honorable establishment doesn't serve Maraschino cherries with their whiskey?!" She scoffs cutely. She noticed the change to coke for sayyid but didn't mention it. She found it irritating when people chided others for either joining or not joining another chemical usage. Herself? She could drink the entire bottle due to the tolerance the coke gave her. She genuinely laugh when she sayyids eyes widen at the reveal that she knew. It was cute that it surprised him. " I just figured one of us should mention it. If not? We could be dancing around that subject all night. " She smiles warmly as erica seemed to have had a good time and sayyid was definitely not a partner you'd be ashamed of. "Language!" Mariko says rather motherly and lightly taps him on the hand with a cherry stem. Mariko also turns in her chair to face sayyid. She loved the art of seduction and could always use the practice. Why not? It's not like she was really interested in sayyid. She rested her foot on his and looked at him. " It's what you didn't say,Dr Khan. Though if we could shave that face and get you some breasts...I dunno. Youre certainly pretty enough." She says,laying on her own charm. She looks at the woman again and imagines the flashing of skin. " I'd welcome that,sayyid. The last breasts I even came close to....well,it was weird. I'll leave it at that." She laughs her infectious laugh again. She was the sort who used her entire body to laugh. When asked about him,Mariko leans back in her chair and takes a sip of her drink. She could feel the cocaine loosening it's grip,but she didn't want to do it out in the open.so she trudged on. " I assume you want a post performance report? " She asks winking at him. " Oh it was all good. Wonderful house. Wonderful bed,the fireplace was raved about. But on a more personal note,she said you were very sweet and it's amazing and kinda sad you're alone." Mariko said growing softer toward the end. She touched sayyid again with her foot. She certainly knew that feeling. But she discreetly took a small bump behind a napkin in the guise of wiping her nose. Ah,instant confidence. " On an even more personal note,she said you were a great kisser....I didn't ask where."

Mariko also leans forward,making his gesture even closer to her than he probably intended. "That makes one of us." She says very coy. It was very strange to get a smell of his cologne. In her life,Mariko rarely was close enough to any male to really care about the cologne he had on. Tyron was probably the last male she spoke to in close quarters and he didn't exactly smell nice. Though she imagined her ex took care of that now. "See that it doesn't happen again." Mariko playfully scolds while tapping his hand with cherry stem for each word she said. " Whatever would your patients think?!" She giggles looking aghast. In a certain way,Mariko could be old fashioned. She really assumed any doctor is a certain level of stodgy. Sayyid moving his foot against hers was nice. At least he didn't seem to find her repulsive. So she still had some appeal it would seem. " A sister,huh? Now that does sound nice. I mean,you three are all pretty people. Lord,I hope she isn't the black sheep of the family and is homely. Oh my God,that would be so sad! " Mariko says,looking genuinely upset at the possibility of this poor girl being the only non attractive one in the family. " I'm more of a pool girl than a fireplace girl. " She states as if this is real concern of anyone. She just found a pool as far more useful. " Oh my God,you remind me of someone who was totally toxic, but I totally loved!" She laughs to sayyid. he certainly had his appeal and if female,he would surely be on her radar. " She just said great . You think as a songwriter she would pick up a thesaurus,right?!" Mariko giggles loudly. She did get a bit of pleasure by not feeding him exactly what he wanted to hear. When sayyid makes his suggestion,it instantly sobers mariko up. Playing around was one thing, actions were something else entirely. She pushed her drink away and looked as though she may bolt at any second. " Um..uh...sayyid? I need to know if you are into anything rough. For the love of all that is holy,do not pull my hair or call me names." She says this in what would previously be uncharacteristic fear from her. She was indeed up for what he was offering,but had to know what she was getting into. She does brighten at the prospect of better cocaine at his house. "Oooh, medicinal grade? I could go for some of that....but im keeping my napkin.its more lady-like." She says with a smile.

"damn shit hell." Mariko grins to sayyid. "Be as filthy as you want. I appreciate the irony of a dentist with a dirty mouth." She tells him with a slight turn of her head. She did appreciate the contrast of someone seemingly so well behaved having the slightest hint of corruption. After all,who didnt like purity spoiled? "A stapler? Jesus. The fuck is wrong with him? " Mariko asks sayyid fairly seriously. She had always found about zero humor in Billy's antics. He reminded her of a far more charming version of Tyron....well,Tyron before they had come to their understanding. "Are you going for the Kobayashi sister punch card special? " Mariko asks after he mentions the hot tub. She meant it as light-hearted as she had meant much everything else tonight. Still,the situation wasn't lost on her. She looked down at his hand on hers and smiled. She realized she could have at least a night of pretending she was desirable. So she fell into the role as it played out to her. She lifted his hand and very lightly kissed the tips of his fingers. The nails were well groomed and probably better looking than her own. Which did make her smile. "Yes. Someone toxic. Let's just say I usually have a type. Devastatingly good looking,charming to a fault and never let's other people forget it." She says with a wink and scoots closer. "Much like you seem to have a taste for Japanese girls." She jokes and turns her hand so that it's holding his. She felt a little strange voicing her dislikes right away to sayyid,but she wanted no surprises later. In fact,if she didn't already know about him through Erica,she wouldn't even be entertaining this idea. His answer satisfies her, so she nods her approval. " Sorry. I understand why people like that sort of thing,it's just not for me." She states,not really wanting to get into why she doesn't like it. Mariko looks sayyid over and ponders her situation. Would she actually be able to do this? Worst case scenario,she's still getting fucked and that's exactly what she could use. " Yeah. Let's go." She said slowly nodding her head and thinking about just what the night would entail.

"everyone has their kink." Mariko winks back at sayyid. It certainly wasn't hers,but someone had to like going to the dentist in that way. Mariko hated the dentist. Having someone she didn't know all in her personal space like that irritated. Not to mention hating the sound the little polishing tool made when used. Still,she imagined having an insanely attractive dentist wouldn't hurt. Her own was a rather elderly woman who had a habit of resting her hair on mariko's shoulder.she was rather pleased the billy talk was done. He reminded her of what would happen if Erich hess turned evil. Mariko blushes deeply when sayyid holds her hand. His hand was warm and a lot softer than she had expected. " Soothing and gentle?" She replies in an almost coo. " I like that.a lot." She says,leaning in closer. She wasn't sure who was seducing who,but she was definitely all in now. It'd been awhile since she's played this game and was just what she needed for a confidence boost. "I don't have a thing for Japanese girls,so you fit the bill nicely. She giggles loudly and finishes the last of her drink. She still didn't feel any effects from the alcohol,so she may as well be drinking oranje juice. Mariko giggles louder at being helped off the stool,she hops down with an extra bit of bounce. She looks up at sayyid,who probably is a good foot taller than she is. "Holy fuck! You'll crush me!" She squeaks.

Mariko is exceptionally glad to have sayyid leading her through the crowd. Even at her bitchiest, she never could bring herself to push through a crowd. She didn't find it rude,she just assumed nobody would move for her and she'd look silly. So she happily trotted behind him as he parted the sea for her. "No crushing me! I promise,I will not change my mind on that." She giggles ,leaning to his ear so he could hear her over the music." Besides,I gotta look good in case your sister drops by For a visit. Being squished doesn't make me look good.at all." She jokes to him. She indeed was interested to see this mentioned sister. She pictured the Kahn sister as being either drop dead gorgeous or basically looking like Billy with boobs. And not good boobs either,kinda long and thin ones. She definitely felt comfortable around sayyid now. If she was into men,she would definitely try to pursue him. If Nina and Tyron ever broke up,she knew who she was suggesting for Nina....as if this situation couldn't get any weirder. Was it weird that she was probably going to mess around with someone whom also ha d sex with her sister? Is this bordering on slutty? Nah. She had done far moore immoral things than this. Needless to say,her mind raced as they exited the club. She also realized,they may not have paid for the drinks.

"Jesus!" Mariko squeals when they are outside. " Is it always this cold?!" She asks as if sayyid has the cosmic thermostat in his coat and could turn up the heat. It was probably at least ten degrees colder here than back in Osaka. She circled sayyid until she could find the spot that was the least Windy. "If we can't find a taxi,I really don't mind the walk. It's a nice,it bitter cold night" she laughs and hides behind him again. Mariko was the sort who would walk anywhere at any time. The fact danger could lurk never crossed her mind. Osaka was pretty safe and the criminal element left the Kobayashi sisters alone. "Awww,thank you!" Mariko gushes when he opens the taxi door. She really didn't think people did that. " You are just soo adorable" she says instantly throwing her arms around him and hugging tightly and probably unexpectedly. "Hi!" She announces to the driver as soon as she steps in. The man couldn't care less it would seem. She settles in and pats the seat beside her like it was her living room or something. She looks around at the interior of the famous cab. " You know, surprisingly,I haven't. I'm usually in London for work. So it's pretty much just arrive on bus,do show, leave." She states,showing she was really into the taxi ride. She's travelled a lot of the world, but has seen very little of it. But she couldn't help but see the stereotype of it. " I swear to God if you refer to something as "big Ben" and have Burberry pattern curtains.....I may have to call you on it." She laughs warmly,bumping his leg with hers.

"honesty,expected more rain and fog. You know,real jack the ripper type stuff." Mariko says not really equating fog and rain with the cold. Her idea of fog was like when people see snow on tv and don't really put two and two together and realize snow is wet. " I really should have looked up the weather here. I could have looked like a cute snow imp next to you,a burly woodsman.* She says this in a swooning damsel voice and strikes her best Tinkerbell pose. She holds onto the hug for a second or so longer than she normally would after he embraces her. Sayyid was warm. Sayyid smelled nice. She would have been content to just stay in his arms for the rest of the night. It felt so good to be held. When they part,she straightens his shirt back and smiles a little half smile at him. " Oh my God,don't say that!" She giggles in a very dirty way when he mentions a first time for everything. " I've seen some um....videos that involve these cabs." She looks skeptical about th cleanliness of the upholstery and quickly adds. "Heard about those videos. I've heard about them." She says with a sly smile. In spite of being open with cocaine use and more than likely will end up naked, Mariko liked to portray a slight bit of innocence...even if nobody would buy it. Mariko laughs gery hard and covers her face when informed of the current state of big Ben. " Don't worry,ol Ben. I'm sure it happens to lots of clocks." Mariko says while looking out the window. She was having a good time with sayyid. She started to have second thoughts about hooking him up with Nina. One couldn't go from tyron to sayyid. Unless sayyid was all American psycho behind closed doors.

Mariko looked down at the hand on her leg and smiled .it was so different than having a woman's hand on her leg. Sayyid's hand didn't look like a bear punching hand,but it was so much more robust than a woman would have. She scooted closer to him,so that their thighs touched. Just the contact of his hand wasn't enough. "I can't wait." She says softly so the driver probably couldn't hear. She didn't want him thinking there was anything really improper going on here. So she mentioned the house. " If your house isn't as beautiful as I've heard....well,I'm going to be disappointed. " She says with a haughty fold of her arms. She was certainly just playing around. Saayid didn't seem the sort to take people home to a bachelor pad that had inflatable furniture and a single, unshaded light bulb hanging from the ceiling. Though that would be hilarious if it actually happened.
" You live next to Billy deneil or dustyn? "She asks while sightseeing. She assumed everyone lived across the street from their sibling.

Mariko could barely pay attention to sayyid's words or the happenings outside the window. When his lips were so close to her ear the reality of the situation set in . They weren't just playing at messing around with each other now . Mariko felt the familiar zing of excitement that she had been longing for. But she does politely look out the window and go: "oooh.i feel I should submit a credit report before entering. Mariko was surprisingly simple in her housing,so this was indeed extravagant. "My sister lives across the street in a 19th century palace. I have nothing she'd want to steal. Hell,I don't even have food in my house!" She laughs at the idea of siblings who steal and at the general way in which she lives. She lives off of alcohol and take out. She's never home,so she sees little need in buying groceries or even really having an impressive home she does grimace at his mention of sticky fingers. "You men and your....sticky emissions." She says with mock distaste and glance downwards. She did find it funny how the Khan brothers not named sayyid were both with men .

Mariko happily takes his arm and leans her head on his upper arm as they walked. She wasn't playing the part of whore. She was going for girlfriend appearances. Oddly enough,she felt like the guy at the desk would judge them if she didn't. "Well,the building is a little jack the ripper. Think there is any opium dens open this hour of night?" She asks while checking her non existent watch. She is relieved when they take the elevator. Sayyid's legs were much longer than hers,and it had been difficult to keep up with his walk. Mariko makes no attempt to hide her glancing at his shirt unbuttoning. She may not be into men,but fine looking flesh is fine looking flesh. Mariko's eyes widen when her cheek is touched. This was it! This was happening. She felt her heart start to pound in nervousness . She leaned in and returned the kiss. She could still taste the slightest hint of cola on his tongue. It was amazing. Breathtakingly so. The kiss she gave back was very light and delicate. But certainly conveyed interest. " We better. There is no shall about it,sayyid." She says with a slight raise of her eyebrows. The ice had been broke. There was no reason to play coy or hard to get now.