This is a silly/indulgence drabble. Pay it little mind… I'm just fscking with cannon in a fairly major way (so not my line… but I forgot whose!)

"So… where are we headed again?"

"It's called 'The Rocky Horror Picture Show'." Batou threw over his shoulder as they walked along a dumpy New Tokyo street, "It's a throw back to 20th century America – still has a cult following."

Togusa glanced around at the people they were walking towards, dressed flamboyantly in black thigh high boots and more fishnet than he'd even seen actually on a person. "So I see," he muttered, trying his best not to stare at the Major and Batou; both dressed to fit in with the others. It was no wonder they were in a top government agency – despite the fact that he knew they'd never been to anything like this, they were both perfectly at ease, while he was desperately resisting the urge to rub his eyes free of the eyeliner they had insisted he wear. "And why are we here?"

"Suspects may be hacking through an infa-red camera hidden in the screen and using cyberbrain power for their operations."

"Uh…" Togusa dodged a tall skinny boy with curly hair and a black painted fingernails, wearing a fake corset and fishnets… Togusa uncomfortably noted heels and blue eye shadow, as well as a small crop hanging from his hip. "How are we going to be able to tell?"

"Just turn on different visuals when we get in there," Batou replied off handedly.

"Oh…" Togusa paused, "Wait, then why are all three of us here?"

"The major and I both have infa red vision. If we need to apprehend someone, there'll need to be more than one."

"But then why am I here?" the natural man persisted, "You two could handle it!"

"Well," Batou said with a grin as he waved over a tall woman carrying an oddly intimidating tube of lipstick, "you're our cover."

"Got a virgin?" the woman asked, cocking a hip as she eyed Batou and Motoko up.

"Completely," Motoko said, smirking as the woman grinned mischiviously and stepped forward. When she stepped back, there was a large, bright red 'V' on Togusa's head.

"Just make sure to herd him forward before the show with all the other ickle virgins," she said with a grin, and winked at Batou. "Nice costumes."

Batou gave her a nod, and then turned to Togusa, face completely innocent in the face of the man's flabbergasted expression. "Yes?"

"What am I getting into?" the man asked.

Motoko and Batou glanced at each other and smirked. "Don't worry, Togusa," the Major said, drawing out their payment from her corset-top, "it's just a story about a night out."

"It was a night in," Batou replied without missing a beat, chuckling.

Togusa stuck his hands in his pockets, thinking that this was not at all soothing.

There is goes. Sorry. I just got the RHPS soundtrack… and I had to pick on Togusa...