"Chemistry." Vash whistles. "Well, you've certainly had much better jobs than I have." He had no idea how to get a job like that one for someone. "How do you feel about a wait--"

"STAMPEDE!" Vash is suddenly interrupted before he can finish 'waitress job' by a voice from outside. Sounding very much like the man from the night before. Followed by a fairly numerous amount of laughter. Someone had brought a lot more friends this time. "I know you're up there Stampede. If you and your pet don't come down here then we'll come up there to you in exactly ten seconds."

Vash's eyes slide over from the window back to Azwel. "Do you think he means you?"