"All you need for a movie is girl and a gun and a bowl of cooked white rice, a raw egg, a can of tuna, some wasabi, and sprinkles."
Jean-Luc Godard
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Johnny Noguchi stepped off the Yamanote line smelling of booze. He didn't care. His station was never what it seemed. Maybe it should have been more like it he thought it should have been like if he thought more about what it was like but the Lets Kiosk was long shut. A night not spent following up a lead ended up at Pub Honeybee
Jonny Noguchi stepped of the freshly opened doors of the Yamanote line. Fuck 'em if he smelt like booze. Following up a lead ended up at Pub Honeybee wondering why the manko singing yesterday got to chat to the college student and he got matronly comfort. Lets Kiosk shut a while back. No drinks from there. Up the stairs, were they always this high? No ticket.
Fuck! thought Johnny Noguchi as he looked at the bowl of hot rice he'd cooked earlier before going out to find a lead where he'd ended up again at Pub Honeybee where he'd drunk sho-chu while waiting get the attentions of the younger hostess who spent all her time with the blue suited manko who sung Yesterday. Mixing in the raw egg that he'd bought at the Lawsons
Johnny One-cup walked up the station stairs that he'd walked down earlier in the day. He might have thought about this some but he had too many other things on his mind like how he'd ended up at Pub Honeybee instead of following up leads and what to eat when he got back to his apaato.
Into the conbeni, past the racks of pudding breasted bikini cover girls, sweeping past the rows of snacks – cronky, blinky, spinky, and honk, and chocolates that looked liked mushrooms. He wondered why mushrooms never looked liked chocolates and then remembered the expensive autumn mushroom matsutake that looked like a penis, not a chocolate though, but good to remember. He grabbed two eggs in a plastic container, two large cans of Sapporo black lable, and made his way to the counter.