[ Gokudera's skill at manipulating people subtly is painfully low and Ryuutaro cringes internally. His fan shoots over to the side, vaguely hovering in front of Gokudera's mouth to stop him from speaking.

He smiles again, first at Gokudera then at the clerk, with a sweetness that could lead small animals to a sticky doom. ]

It's supposed to mean that we're going to get a good night's rest.

After all, a quiet atmosphere is just what we'd expect from a respectable place as this one fortune led us to... Thank you very much for your services.

[ He takes the fan away from Gokudera, finally, and opens it, still smiling. ]

Let's go.