I flinched for amount, before recalling her trademark ability - Seikibanki had the ability to detach her head. In fact, she could detach her head multiple times and send them all flying at people while shooting laser beams from her eyes. It made for great party tricks. Never doubt the ability of 14 rounds of sake to turn anything funny (or incidentally, deprieve you of the ability to write stories about Sekibanki).
"No, wait," I asked with a sudden realisation, "won't this scare people off?"
"Tsk. Just take it as a way to shorten the queues," she replied with a smirk.
I took my time getting dressed, much to her annoyance.
"All right, all right, I'm leaving, sheesh," I said while stepping out of the door.
"Anon!" came the interjection, "didn't you forget something?"
"Err...oh yes! Your head, please."
"Stupid!" she said, her cheeks puffed out in mock dissatisfaction.
With a learned familiarity that was almost instinctive, she placed her soft, svelte hands on my shoulders, pushing herself up with a little tiptoe to land a kiss on my cheek.
"Have a safe trip," she said whilst detaching her head.
"Thanks. I will."
Come on /jp/, I've contributed to the story. Now it's your turn. We could make this a collaborative piece!