Hong Kong thought it was the perfect time to practice the art of picking up girls. He brought this up briefly with South Korea and in return Korea supported him to the fullest.
"Borrow this DVD!" Korea replied as he pulled out a DVD case. It was a Korean drama. "You might pick up some tips! I sure did."
Hong Kong accepted this DVD and on that very same night he watched as many episodes as he could with a notepad in his hand. He believe he was prepared now that he was erudite, but he wanted to test out his capacities.
"Hey, Hong Kong, got any new kick ass kung-fu movies to let me have?" Alfred asked as he was digging out for his wallet to do the daily trade.
For some reason in Hong Kong's mind, he believed that this was the perfect time to try out what he's got. Hong Kong more or less ignored Alfred's question as he flipped his hair back with a hand and stared at Alfred with intense eyes.
Then a wink.
"Sucky sucky five dolla?" Hong Kong said in a husky voice. Then he began to stroke Alfred's cheek like a mother wiping her child's face off.
At this particular moment, Arthur was nearby, drinking a cup of tea while taking a stroll. Once he heard this familiar voice, tea burst out of his mouth, confused out of his freaking skull. He quickly turned his head at the two; Alfred was red as Antonio's tomatoes.
"W-what did Arthur teach you, Hong Kong...?" Alfred said in dispair as he accidentally dropped some coins out of his wallet as if for effect. Arthur would have objected to this, but he was too busy sputtering what sounded like a weak volcano erupting acidy spits.