"Vaaaaaaash! You there?"
Vash snatched at the blanket as the door flew open. "Yes! Er, no!"
Jessica bounced into the room, then froze. "I'm sorry! Were you sleeping?"
Vash clutched the blanket to his chest, eyes huge. "I was… ? Yes. I'm very tired."
She cocked her head in concern. "You okay? You're awfully flushed."
"I'm… it's warm in here. Did you need something?"
"Just wanted to tell you that I'm making dinner tonight! Six o'clock, ok?"
Vash smiled, a bit too enthusiastically. "W-wonderful!"
"Don't be late!" The door slammed behind her.
"Tongari?"
"Yeah?"
"Next time, lock the fucking door."