Plunnie Trade with Ysabet.

Ayumi stared up at the big man in wonder. She'd heard stories of people who did this before, but she'd never SEEN one before today.

Did they have to practice a lot to stand so still? She marveled, waiting for him to move. After several minutes, she started to wonder, because she thought that they were supposed to mimic things too.

"Ayumi-chan!" Conan came running up, his eyes wide and scared looking. He grabbed her by the arm and pulled her away. "Come on!"

"But-" She protested weakly.

"Trust me." Conan glanced up at Vodka. "He is -not- a mime."

-fin-