???: You! You were that guy at Mesonak’s trial! You were terrible back there!
Looch: Name’s Looch, the most fabulous being on the planet. Unfortunately my waifu did not come with me to Sears. I’m always in need of a new Laundry Machine.
Kahi: (I seriously don’t want to know why.)
Looch: So what brings you here? Washing machine shopping as well?
Looch: Looks like someone has been digging his shovel too far into my secrets. You know, I could have my buddies 360 No Scope you right now, but I kinda like you. Sorta. Not really. I hate everyone.
Kahi: (Make up your mind.)
Looch: Regardless, you have no proof and I do not intend to go to the trial tomorrow whatsoever. I already cleared my name. Nobody but that weird purple-haired girl saw me in the room. At least, that’s according to me. You see, you can’t win. You couldn’t win from the beginning.
Looch:Nobody’s gonna believe you anyways, so I’ll tell you. Everyone thinks I’m a weird rich weeaboo who goes around sears. Well, that’s partially it. But I also work under the Mafia, under the information sect. I want to know EVERYTHING about my enemies.
Kahi: Even Plural?
Looch: Yes, even that annoying little boy.
Kahi: What did you want out of him?
Looch: He had things I couldn’t have… Er, I won’t say it. Regardless, he stole that salt from the mafia and my packages of waffles, and he tried to make a buck off of my earnings. Nobody steals stuff from me. NOBODY.
Yeah your right. I guess it’s time to throw in the… One punch! Wait how will that help never mind but your paying for my rug man. it’s got blood stains all over it.