A harsh knock threatened to break down the door to Mister Braun's CRT store. Growling, the muscular man stomps towards the entrance ready to put his fist up somewhere very unpleasant for the person abusing his door.
"OKABE RINTAROU!" he yells, making the skinny man flinch. Growling and cracking his knuckles, he gives him the 'explain or a hit you' stare he so often must show. They glare at each other for at least a minute before Okabe clears his throat.
"Mister Braun! I have a proposition for you!" he declares, perhaps not as confidently as he wanted. "And I need to... borrow a couple of CRT sets-"
Mister Braun snarls, practically smoking at the ears. "And why the hell should I do that!? You've been louder than ever in that 'lab' of yours! And what's wrong with the set I gave you? If you broke that thing again I swear-"
"Nonono! It's fine! But please, hear me out!" the now quivering Rintarou begs.
"Hmm... well that explains the hammering and sawing... and why exactly do you want the TVs for an adult store? I'm not exactly keen on this plan. It would make my shop look bad." says Braun, lighting a cigarette and taking a pull. "And I'm not getting involved in any 'activities'. And don't even think about getting Nae involved!"
"Not at all. But if you are willing to help out with the rest, I could... p... p... pay you."
"So he just gave you the TVs? Just like that?"
Okabe grins and sets the CRTs on the floor. "Oh, how your words hurt me so! My assistant thinks so little of me. I'm a very persuasive man, Christina!"
Kurisu clicks her tongue. "Oh I'm sure you are..."