Jin suddenly hears Pauls voice on the other end of the line.

"Hello!" He says happily. Jin hear Pauls music in the background, it's YMCA with Village People. Jin's stunned for a slight second but replies.

"Is it Paul?" Paul giggles excitingly loud and says:

"Jin? Or is it Hwoarang, you sound the same, or is it you James? Coz, if it's you, then you are such a cruel boy now"...he goes on and on, mentioning names beyond Jin's limits.

"Errr...it's Jin I..." Law suddenly pushes Jin away and grabs the phone quickly.

"Hellooo Paul!" Law says excitingly and Jin can hear Paul's response on the other end. He suddenly feels a need to throw up quickly and violently.

"Law! Baby! How's you?"

"Oooh, I'm just super, you know... Hey, Paul, guess who I ran into last week. It was JOHN! And he's gotten, like, SO fat, and..."

"Law. Law?"

"...he wore a blue sweater. Can you believe it? A BLUE one! It does like so not match his eyes, you know? I think he should consider hiring a professional..."

"Law?"

"...who can pick out his clothes for him, I mean, wearing blue clothes so close to those eyes is just wrong, and..."

"Law!" Paul shouts. Law stops talking.

"What?"

"Why are you and Jin on the same phone, talking about John's sweater?"

Law can't find a good answer to that. Then he remembers what he was supposed to say.

"Uh... no reason. Listen, Paul, I have something veeery important to say, but first, this party seems like it's becoming a snore, do you know a party animal?"

Law can almost sense Paul looking at his drawers stuffed with small, black books.

"Oh, sure! How about Constance, Caroline, Ophelia, Cecil, Olga, David, Eric, Zelda, Fahroud, Vladimir, 'Chief Tomahawk'..."

"Paul?" Law tries to interrupt.

"...and 'Lady Wish-'n'-whip', Jared, Annabelle, Hans, Sven, Denise, Clark, N!gatumba, Sarah or Michael?"

"Paul, dearest? Your voice is very annoying right now. Anyway, do you know a party animal that is a straight man?"

There is a shocked silence at the other side.

"What? Do you mean someone who's not really sure yet? Do you feel like converting someone?"

"No. I mean someone who is straight as an arrow. And male. Born male. Still male. Well?"

Paul mutters something.

"That would be Eddy, I guess."

"Great, Paul! Give me his number."

"Do I have to, Law? I'm worried about you."

Law clears his throat in a very demanding manner and writes the phone number down on a small piece of paper.

"So, can I come too?"

"Sure."

"When and where?"

"Jin's house, at..."

Law put his hand over the phone and turns to Jin.

"When is everyone supposed to be here?"

"8 p.m." Jin replies quickly.

Law removes his hand.

"8 p.m., dearest." He says with a big smile.

"Okay, see you there. Hugs and kisses!"

"Paul, wait! Stay away from Gun... hello? Paul?"

Jin grins evilly at him.

"I'd cackle maniacally if I wasn't worried about my teeth."

Law glares and leaves the room to get more cheese. Anna comes out into the living room.

"I thought it was 6 p.m." she whispers.

"Am I the only one who wants to keep Paul as far away from me as possible?"

Anna is quiet for a while, and then pats him on his shoulder.

"Good work, Jin. Good work."

Jin picks up the phone, looks at Eddy's number and calls him. A woman picks it up.

"Hola?"

"Yeah, hi, is Eddy there?"

"Que?"

"Eddy? EDDY GORDO!" Jin says loudly. Like most people who talk to someone who doesn't speak their language, he speaks loudly and slowly. The woman in the other end sighs, says something in Spanish and cries Eddy's name out. Jin taps his foot against the floor.

"It's Eddy." Eddy mutters in the other end.

"Hi Eddy! What's up?"

"Jin? Why are YOU calling? How'd you get my number?"

"I dunno. Listen, Eddy. You know the tournament? Well, I was thinking that since we are all very very happy it's over, we could get together and simply celebrate because it's over. You know where my house is, right? Well, we're all going to be here for a day or two. There'll be music, beer, about 4 or 5 chicks and food. And very little Paul. So what do you say?"

Eddy is quiet. Jin rolls his eyes and sighs.

"Fine. Wanna party?"

"Party?" Eddy's face brightens up. "Party! Sure!"

"Hey, great! 6 p.m., my house. Bring a friend!"

Eddy hangs up and starts thinking. He wondered whom to bring. He picks the phone up again, lets his fingers spin a little over the dial and then changes his mind. He turns on a giant speaker on his lawn instead. He takes out the microphone, flips it on and says loudly:

"BEER!"

He switches it off and waits. Within five minutes, someone bangs on the door and repeatedly rings the doorbell. A small red light flashes on his phone, Eddy presses the little button next to it and holds.

"Errrr, mr Gordo." A guard says "there's a muscular, scarred drunkard who claims he knows you. Should we 'take care' of him, sir?" Some fingers crack in the background.

"BEER!" Bryan screams. Eddy turns towards a goon.

"No, that's not necessary, just bring out the limo, please."

The guard replies reluctantly "He seems a little, hostile sir."

"He's just violent when he's drunk, and he's always drunk."

Jin picks the phone up and dials another number. He taps his foot against the floor and listens to a heated discussion between Anna and Hwoarang. He suddenly hears children screaming in the other end of the line.

"PABLO! You put that down RIGHT NOW!" a male voice screams uncomfortably close to the phone.

"King?"

"Who is this? If it's you, 'Weird show', then I've already said I will kick your..."

"No, no. It's me, Jin."

"Jin? Jin Kazama? Why are you calling an orphanage? Look..." he lowers his voice. "If you're calling for Law or Paul, I've already told them what they're doing already is barely legal as it is."

Jin shudders.

"Nooo... no that's not it. I'm calling to remind you of the party. You know?"

"Oh. Right. Hey, Jin, some of us have jobs, you know. I can't dump all these pipsqueaks onto poor mrs. Liebenbaum tonight. Sorry, but I just can't."

Jin will not give up. He will now use the ultimate persuasion. Brace yourselves if you have to. He takes a deep breath...

"Oh, come oooon!"

"No Jin. I can't. Really."

"Oh, come ooooon!"

"No. Quit asking."

"Come..."

"Stop it, Jin."

Jin thinks rapidly for a moment, and then gets a brilliant idea.

"But it's charity! You'll help an orphanage! I promise."

"A party for charity? I'm not that stupid."

Jin starts sobbing loudly.

"But... but... think of the children, King. The children."

King sighs.

"Jin..."

Jin now cries in a very silly way. He's not a very good actor.

"All the poor children, King!"

"Alright, alright... I'll come. Fine. Urgh... Mrs. Liebenbaum is going to kill me. I'll be there soon. Hey, hey HEY! Ricardo! Do you remember what I told you? If you touch that again, I will punish you most severely! HEY!"

Jin hangs up, dries his tears and cracks his fingers.

"I rule. Go Jii-iin, go Jii-iin, it's my birthday, it's my birthday, drama classes finally pays off, oooh yeah!" Jin's dancing a little bit, wiggles his hips when Anna suddenly steps in again after chasing Ogre, who wasn't going quite fast enough to be called running. Anna stops and looks at Jin's ass, wiggling in a very hypnotising way, for her. She frowns.

"I don't feel attracted to that. How weird."

Jin glares at her. Then he continues looking.

"Jin."

"What?"

"Don't look at them like that."

"Why not? The twins just there for show anyway."

Anna sighs.

"That's what happens when you avoid taking biology classes. Oh, Ooogre?"

She leaves. Nina steps into the room.

"Everyone's trying to get into each other's pants. And the scary thing is that no one is drunk yet."

Jin smiles at her.

"Speaking of pants..."

Nina makes a grimace.

"Uuuh... maybe later."

There is an embarrassing silence. Jin suddenly realizes something.

"Did you leave Hwoarang and Law alone in the kitchen together?"

"Yeah. What's the big deal?"

"But they're gay! Gay people alone together in MY kitchen! I must stop them!"

He heroically leaves the room. The doorbell rings. Nina guesses that no one will open it, and decides to go it herself. She opens it and gets a bouquet of flowers in her face. She takes it and gives Mokujin a weird look.

"Why the hell are you here?"

Mokujin shrugs and squeezes past her. He goes directly into the living room and sits down in the couch. He stares blankly in front of him. Nina puts the bouquet on a table in the hallway and gives them a strange look. Then she leaves them there. She realizes something.

"Jin?" she calls.

"Yeah?"

"Weren't Heihachi supposed to be here with you?"

"Yeah. Well, he's around somewhere, I'm sure."

"Ah. What about Xiaoyu?"

"You know what, I have no idea. She said she had to take the bus from the airport and would be here around 3p.m."

"No! No, please God, no! No, get away from me!" Xiaoyu screams. She sits in the corner of her student apartment and stares in terror at Dr. Boskonovitch, who is trying to squeeze in through the window.

"Come here honey..." he wheezes. She gets a good idea.

"If you come any closer I'll scream!"

"You already have."

"Oh yeah, right... But then I'll just scream louder!"

"Mhm..." mumbles Dr. B. who is struggling with the curtains.

Jin comes out into the hallway. He has a relieved look on his face.

"They were talking about sushi."

"Really?"

"Yeah. And Lei has promised to keep an eye on them. I'm ever so happy. I also just have one more phone call to make!"

"Go you..." Nina said without any real enthusiasm.

"Indeed!" Jin says and takes the phone. He looks at a number scribbled on the wall and dials it. The person on the other end replies surprisingly fast.

"Make it quick."

"Yoshimitsu?"

"Yeah. I know it's you Jin, but I said make it quick, it's commercial on TV."

"Remember it was a party at my place today?"

"You told me that?"

"I sent a letter."

"Don't you mean e-mail?"

"No, I don't use the internet."

"Then I didn't read it. You've fallen behind, Jin. Way behind!"

"Whatever, Yoshimitsu! Are you coming or what?"

"Why should I?"

"Uuuuh..."

Jin thought of some way to lure Yoshimitsu. He glanced at the TV.

"You can watch the sumo wrestling games on my wide-screen, home-theatre wall TV. It's got great resolution and surround audio. And, uh... A playstation 2."

Yoshimitsu gasps.

"Really...? You've made me the happiest man alive."

"Come over right now. Or there will be no fat men beating each other for you."

"Sure thing. I'll bring my own popcorn."

"Uh... why?"

Yoshimitsu is quiet for a while.

"I won't reply to that, but I'll soon be there."

"Great."

Jin hangs up and cracks his fingers.

"Master of persuasion." He says happily, and then gets a little depressed look as he watches Nina. "If it just worked on Nina."