After texting to Neru and seeing what her friend left her, Haku hung up her phone and quickly drank down her shot of sake (A/N: Japanese Alcohol, if anyone didn't know what it is).

"Well, you seem preoccupied today. What's up?" The bartender asked Haku who was her most valid customer to his bar.

"Oh, I got an IM from Neru telling me about the new Vocaloid at our house," Haku told him.

"You mean Luka?" Haku nodded at what the bartender was saying. "Man, I've heard her voice before and it is amazing. It's like listening to an angel. English or Japanese, that woman's got talent." Then, he stopped when he saw Haku in a sea of depression. "Oh. Sorry about that, Haku."

"It's fine. It's better than listening to Miku's name being mentioned over and over again everyday. Lousy diva with such a perfect voice," Haku angrily sulked while taking another shot of her drink.

"Are you talking about Luka or Miku?"

"Miku."

"Oh."

All Haku did was sigh as she felt her phone vibrate in her pants pocket. She pulled it out, knowing who it would be, and saw her text, 'Nice to meet you, Haku.' Which made the white-haired woman blink in confusion before she saw it read at the end, 'Luka Megurine.'

Haku's eyes widened at that as she saw another text message coming to her phone. It reads..

'P.S.,

I can't wait to meet you. You must be nicer and quieter than your friend who's recovering from her hangover. :3'

Haku lightly blushed at that as she drank the remaining of her drink. "I think I'll leave back to the house today."

"Already? You've only been here for forty-five minutes," The bartender said.

"Yeah. Something....came up." Haku puts the money on the table as she puts on her black leather jacket and walks out of the bar. "See ya later."

"Alrght. Take care of yourself, kid."

"Yeah. You, too."

"Thanks for letting me use your phone to text Haku a message," Luka said giving Neru's cellphone back to the one-sided ponytail female.

"Don't mention it. Haku probably read it already while she's out," Neru replied looking at her phone, "I'm about to order take out. You want anything since you're the only one I haven't asked?"

"Yes. Fried Tuna, please," Luka recommended.

"Okay." Nero dails the number for take out as Luka turned on the TV to watch something that interested the twenty-year-old. "Had a nice time with the tour around the house?"

"You could say that. Miku kept asking me questions about what songs I can sing, along with the twins. And Kaito kept trying to hit on me and ask me out on a date which I kept telling him 'no'."

"Yeah. He's like that with any pretty girl he sees. He did it to Meiko and Miku when he first saw them until they beat the living daylights out of hm for stealing their underwear."

"Why did he do that? The underwear thing, I mean?"

Neru shrugged. "Who knows. Just another person who's a pervert."

"...Uh...huh," Luka said as she found a channel she liked that was about how to catch a fresh tuna in Osaka. "I can't wait to meet your friend Haku, though. S she nice?"

"Yeah. She's really shy and soft spoken, though, but don't worry about that. She means well," Neru said.

"Can she sing?"

"Yeah. She sings well than other people who think she can't. She has a pretty good amount of fans who like her for someone who's called 'boring,' though."

"Boring? Why are people calling her that?" Luka blinked in confusion.

"I think you'd better ask Haku herself once she comes back from where she is," Neru replied, "Usually, she's back within an hour or two when she wants to be alone while drinking."

"Drinking?"

Neru sighed at Luka's lack of knowing Haku's background. "When were you awoken? Yesterday or something?"

"No, I was awoken two weeks ago," Luka simply answered as Neru slapped her forehead with her palm.

"Ugh. Hopefully, you were built with a sense of humor and more understanding of crude remarks," The golden-eyed teen muttered.

"Huh?"

"Nothing, nothing. You can ask Haku about the drinking."

"Oh, okay."