Saturday, October 2, 2004

(in Artukei’s room) A: Is my tie straight? M: (adjusts Artukei’s collar) It looks fine. A: Are you sure about this? M: Trust me. Girls love this look. It’s very “Dean Martin”, very “Rat Pack.” A: Dean Martin. (looks in mirror) You think so? By the way, that jade kimono looks very nice on you. M: Thanks. There we go. Looking sharp. (thumbs up) A: What about my glasses? Do they look too nerdy? Maybe I can get some laser surgery before she comes. M: Justin-san. A: Gotcha. ^_~ M: Get out there, you big goof. Ozz will be here with Aisha any minute now. Remember what I said. A: Don’t worry. I’m good. I’ll just be myself. (starts to walk out the door) Oh, Makoto-san, if I forget to later…..thanks. M: (lightly punches him in the shoulder) Go get’er, boy. ^_^ (downstairs, Artukei and Makoto wait by the front door for Ozz’s signal) A: ........ M: ........ A: 0_0 ! M: Is that him? A: Yeah. He says they’re almost here. “FLASH!” O: (appears in the hall) A: Buddy! Is she here? O: (points at door) A: (gulps, takes deep breath, opens the door and sees…) Aisha Clan-clan: Artukei? A: Oh man, it’s her! Don’t screw up. Don’t screw up. Y-yes, that’s me. (holds out hand) It’s wonderful to finally meet you, Miss Aisha Clan-clan. AC: (shakes his hand) Same here. A: She’s touching my hand. Yayeee! Please come in. Ozz you already know. This is my friend, Makoto Jinnai. She helps me run my website. M: (bows) Konnichiwa. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Lady Aisha. AC: (returns bow) Well, should we get started? (grabs Artukei’s arm) A: Oh mommy! Stay cool, stay cool. Certainly. Right this way. (walks to the living room) AC: Nya? A: She said “nya.” Uh-oh. There go the knees. “WHAMM!!” M: Justin-san! AC: Is he OK? A: (shoots back up) Fine! Just fine. (holds out arm) Shall we? AC: (takes his arm again) (in the living room) (Usually we do this in the studio, but I wanted this to be a private interview.) A: Please, take a seat. AC: Don’t mind if I do. (sits down) A: (sits opposite of Aisha) Once again, thank you so much for coming, Lady Aisha. AC: Um…no problem. A: OK, let’s get it started. Aisha, you seem to be the muscle of the Outlaw Star’s crew. How strong are you really? AC: Well, my strength is about five times that of an average human. At my full beast power, I’m able to lift almost a whole ton. A: Wow. AC: Um-hm. ^_^ A: We all know you won the title of “Strongest Woman in the Universe” a few years ago. That must have been a very exciting experience. AC: (looking a little confused) Uh…yes it was. A: Seeing you in that Firecat outfit made me think. Have you ever considered being a pro-wrestler? AC: Do you ask these questions to all your dates? A: Well I…0_0 ? Wait a minute. Does she actually think this is a…? What’s that Ozz? Yeah. Be right there. (gets up) Excuse me, Lady Aisha. There’s a little….. technical problem. AC: Nya? A: (knees wobble, but quickly regains his composure and moves into the other room) (whispering) Ozz, get your fuzzy butt down here, now. O: …….. A: I know you didn’t, but I need you to do something. I need you to scan her. O: ??? A: Scan her. I need to know. Does she actually think this is a date? O: (closes eyes) A: …….. O: (opens eyes, looks at Artukei) …….. A: O_O ! (faints) (in Artukei’s room) A: (wakes up) FREE MY MEN! Huh? (looks around, sees Ozz and Makoto standing over him) Makoto-san! I had the strangest dream. M: Really? A: I dreamed that you sent Aisha a ton of e-mails, and she came over here for an interview, but she thought that it was a date. Heh. Crazy, huh? M: You wanna know the funny thing about that, Justin-san? She’s still here. A: 0_0 ! That’s right, I fainted. How long have I been out? M: Only about twenty-minutes. I told Aisha you had to change clothes. A: Among other things? M: Huh? A: Did you set this up? I mean, I know you set this up, but did you set THIS up? M: …….what? A: Did you ask her out…er, as me? M: No! I swear. She must’ve gotten confused or something. A: Well, there’s only one thing to do now. (gets up) Makoto, tell her I’ll be down in a few minutes. M: You’re going to go through with it? A: Of course I am! Thanks to your vague e-mails, I’ve been given the opportunity of a lifetime. Now if you don’t mind, please leave. I need to get ready for my date with Miss Aisha Clan-clan. M: Yatta! Go get’er, tiger! (slaps him on the back…HARD) A: ACK!! M: Sorry. ^_^\/ So, where are you gonna take her? A: (opens his mouth)…………I have no idea. M: What? A: Well, it IS kind of short notice. OK. Think boy, think. (starts pacing) Movie? No, there’s nothing good out. Dinner? Dinner! M: There you go. A: But where? I don’t think Aisha would like any of my usual spots. M: Yeah. McDonalds wouldn’t make a good first date. A: Seafood! Aisha loves seafood……. but I’ve never tried it. I haven’t even had sushi yet. Sushi? THAT’S IT! Kanpai! M: Cheers? A: Not “kampai.” KANpai, with an “N”. Kanpai of Tokyo. It’ll be perfect! Might need a reservation though. M: I’m on it! (starts to walk out) A: Huh? Wait! What do I do after that? I can’t make a date out of dinner alone. M: So just start with dinner and see where it goes from there. Feel it out. A: Feel it out. Yeah. M: You get dressed. I’ll make the reservations. (runs downstairs) Ozz, get me the phonebook. (10 minutes later) A: (walks out wearing navy jeans, a black polo shirt, and a brown cord jacket [Trust me, I’m a knock out]) O: ^_~ (thumbs up) A: Are they downstairs? O: …….. A: Makoto’s helping her change? (outside Makoto’s room) A: …….. O: …….. A: (puts ear against the door) O: ??? (doorknob starts rattling) A: Eek. (jumps back) M: (opens door half-way) What are you doing? A: Waiting on my date. M: Wait no longer, Casanova. (opens door to reveal…) AC: (wearing a sleeveless champaign colored evening dress) A: Holy shnikes! I thought she was a knockout before. And she kept her hair down. Oh, I like that. Is it? It’s unbraided! I always wondered…snap out of it boy! AC: How do I look? A: She looks positively…Glamorous. AC: You look good, too. ^_~ A: Don’t faint. Don’t faint. Don’t faint. Am I blushing? Crap! (blushes, looks away) AC: Hehe. Well, let’s go. (takes Artukei’s arm) A: Yes, ma’am! Click here to read the BIG date. (hint hint)

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