Late part of the day. Or was it early evening? In the dim light and smoky air of the windowless Harukiya bar, it was hard to really tell unless you decided set foot outside. Not that the time really mattered too much to one Shotarou Kaneda; he was in his usual spot parked right in front of the bar's jukebox, thumb tapping the button as he flipped through the song selection. The scant few other patrons went on about whatever they were there for, and the teenager glanced up at the clock on the wall. He was waiting on the arrival of his invited guest, the lovely Tsunade. Not having much in the way of strategy, he decided to simply wing it when she got there and see where things with her ended up. Solid planning, for what it was worth.