settles for eating a rice ball as he watches luke and considers his next words thoughtfully]
... Luke-kun, if a lot of people got convinced to join Pippin, and others disagreed - what do you think would happen? If ambitious people, who thought that we only have one more week before the game is over, see someone get in between them and their wish? And they won't be able to dissuade them, and encourage them to join their team?
[ . . . ]
It's dangerous... Please be careful who you might tell.
I appreciate your enthusiasm - just be careful. Of Ambition's team members especially, or anyone who might go back to her. I don't know what the numbers next week are going to look like, but we have to make it count.
[that said it looks like they've made it to the beauty salon]
And like Cheri always says - look your best to feel your best!
Of course, of course. I can manage that easily. I'm pretty good at this kind of thing, you know?
[he's really proud of himself!! and he'll gesture for luke to take a seat in one of the chairs by a mirror as he retrieves a smock to cover him up and some scissors specifically for hair]
But... thanks. I'll keep you posted on what I can figure out on my end, to make sure the numbers work out.
[He's in the West wing, lazing around the fountain—it looks like he's nearly napping.
When Senri slides over, he opens one eye, and smiles a greeting--
--and his face rapidly goes through several color variations at once.]
Ah!
[In his scramble to sit up, he nearly topples directly into the fountain. Barely holding on, he scrambles over to Senri, and clamps a hand over his mouth.]
Page 5 of 7