Homer was walking down the street, he needed a new hobby (of the week). Let's see here, he thought while retrieving a newspaper for hobbyist from a paper rack.
"Okay, there's the wacky world of model airplanes and bomb making," Homer said out loud while reading the ads. "The android's dungeon's the amazing Spiderman issue #15 reenactment. Tokyo East Springfield Townsquare; come learn to play pachinko, go and shogi."
Homer put down the paper, his mind was hard at work. Which one of these places would serve as his new haunting grounds?
The Android's Dungeon? Which was on an uphill slant despite being four blocks up. Homer let out a loud groan.
"Cease and desist, you can not use A natural as it's copyrighted to Disney," a lawyer said.
Homer groaned again.
"That's better."
The airplane model thing? It was on the other side of town, Homer groaned.
The Tokyo East Springfield Townsquare? Two block away, downhill and located down the street from Moe's.
"YOO-HOO!" Homer thrusted his fist into the air before heading for T.E.S.T..
Lisa sighed as she slid the clothes from the washer into the drier. She set everything up than return to her studies that were in the corner.
It was strange on how she found comfort working in the basement, it was where many, if not all, of her family's plans were - half - baked. She felt a great vibe here. Lisa made this into her own little personal "office", she also helps with the laundry since she is down here all the time anyway.
Reaching over to pick up her notebook, that's when a small folded piece of paper fell out onto the floor.
What's this?
Lisa reached down to pick it up, she carefully open it up to see it was a note made from letters clipped from magazines and newspapers, it read; "I could do a crappy and cliché love note, but I don't want to do one. Here's something to let you know I here."
Milhouse... Lisa rolled her eyes and almost crumple the paper up but she realized something, that boy would have gone on and on with sweet and flowery crap. This was done in a kidnapper ransom way, quick and simple. Placing it aside she wonder who it was from.
Who's my secret admirer?
Homer stood before the large building, it was three stories high and built like a mall. Inside there were large groups of people, most were huddle around the pachinko machines in the first of the building, Homer wonder around and went upstairs to where many go tables were with a few people somberly playing, the third floor was more packed than second but not quite as the first.
"Good afternoon sire," a man said from behind the counter. Homer waved while watching people playing a strange game, "is this your first time here?"
Homer nodded, the man took a sheet and written something down. He walked over and handed over a piece of paper with a number.
"A person will come by to play shogi," the man said before walking away.
Homer raised a brow while tilting his head doing a puppy whine, he walked to table 5. Within seconds a woman took a seat.
"Hello," she said. "I'm Cookie Wong, number one on the east side."