*In the kitchen*

Kirumi: Shuichi could you please call Kokichi for dinner?

Shuichi: Sure

*near Ouma's room*

Shuichi: *Hears saxophone music* What the hell?

*Shuichi opens the door and sees Ouma wearing sunglasses and playing a saxophone*

Shuichi: Kokichi what the fuck?

Kokichi: Huh was goin on hea?

Shuichi: Dude it's dinner time

Kokichi: Leave me be, Imma just a lonely, blind, black saxophone player from Chicago so leave me to my blues

Shuichi: God we are doing this again, one you have friends (I think), two you are not blind, three you are Japanese, and four do you even know where Chicago is?

Kokichi: I said leave me be, my wife left me and my son is dealin in Mississipi

Shuichi: *Yells to the hall* Maki could you come her a sec?

Kokichi: *throws away sunglasses and saxophone* geez geez alright I'm going I'm going

Shuichi: always works