[Akira's grin returns as he retrieves the cup from Minato, downing the last of the molten sludge with one quick gulp, head thrown back and everything. he swipes the back of his hand across his lips in one smooth motion, before crushing the paper into his palm and tossing it at the nearest trashcan]

[. . . he totally misses. oops. littering!! littering in the honeywagon!!]

They'll give up eventually.

[. . . he hopes??]

You're welcome to wait it out with me in here.

[actually. why is Akira here? he never did say, did he?]

Iiiii think I make pretty decent company, even while dressed as a sexy cop.