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Her tails and ears suddenly go rigid and her pupils narrow to slits. "I smell a tanuki...."

"Yes yes I see you" She'd say, drinking from the tokkuri "Is something wrong, do you need something?"

"I smell sake", the demon chimed. Toska approached the tanuki yokai and simply asked, "What quality is the sake you would say? Excellent, average, or poor?" The word poor was spoken with slight disgust.

"If its poor you gonna punch me-mu?" She'd ask, giggling, before drinking from her Tokkuri

Zoe glares at the tanuki. Like most of her kind, she harbors a disdain for the Tanuki Yokai.

"You kitsune are so strung up, scared of me pulling a little prank?"

"If you offer poor quality sake to me, I'll be offended and denied simply." Toska looked at the kitsune and start to chuckle. He added on, "Nothing of poor quality ever touches me, and it will stay that way."

"I wasnt offering.. this place sells it, Ill pour you some if you ask.... plus.. If you ask you take what quality I have" She'd say, pouring him some into a masu cup

He takes the masu cup and mutters his thanks before taking a cautious sip. Toska appears to be thinking again to figure the quality of the sake. Smoke has also regain its gear pattern above his head.

"Its sake, just drink it, if I wanted to poison you I wouldnt drink it-"

"Plus Id use tea, you can put more poison in it anyways, she said glancing over to Brusca and smirking

He came out and sat at a table and sighed. He was finally relaxing. He called out to his son "Wish...."

Toska decided to drink more of the sake before wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "That wasn't all too bad," he says before smoothing out his kimono. Toska went back to the pillow filled corner and grabbed his kotsuzumi.

He sat on a cushioned stool and began playing his drum into a danceable rhythm.

Wish appeared, materializing as his father finished calling name "Yes Father, rough day?" He'd ask

"Hey fox", she'd call to really.. any of the kitsunes that come here-

She finds this thought process humorous. The way she grew up made her not harbor animosity toward any yokai. Oni, tanuki, other kitsune... hell even other mythical creatures she finds the presence of indifferent.

"Come dance! For this night will be filled with music thanks to the tanuki!" Toska hopped out of his stool and began dancing in circles. The slight sound of bell from his geta began into harmony with the sounds of drums.

Yasu rolled her eyes, this is a little much, but to say she doesnt enjoy some music is a lie-

Toska stopped but still continued to hit his drum. He held out his right hand towards Yasu as a invitation to dance with him.

"Ah.. your doing all this, color me red... or pink.. or surprised-" she said changing colors accordingly, including having her face be covered in the kanji for suprise(驚) before hopping down, and changing her size to match his "Im not much to dance but I can copy" She'd say sitting down her tokkuri

Toska placed the kotsuzumi on his shoulder and began another rhythm before dancing again. He was joyous that Yasu joined him.