Atsushi looked suspiciously at the envelope that Dazai slid across the table to him. He looked around the cafe once - it was pretty much empty, Lucy was sweeping the floor in the far corner and mostly ignoring them, but no other ADA members had joined them today. Then(more) he looked at the envelope again.
"What is it?" he asked.
Dazai had his chin in his hand and an /expression/ on his face that was making Atsushi nervous, because usually this ended one of two ways and both involved bloodshed. "You haven't been getting much sleep lately, have you, Atsushi-kun?"
Atsushi's eyebrow twitched; as far as he was aware his agreement with Kyouka was still in effect. "I get plenty of sleep."
"Mm." Dazai tapped his empty parfait glass with its spoon. "I don't think I have to tell you how bad it would look were a member of the ADA caught leaving Port Mafia controlled buildings, do I?" Dazai's eyes flickered up, and he was still wearing a smug expression.
"Why would any ADA member be leaving Port Mafia controlled buildings?" Atsushi wouldn't be winning any poker tournaments lately, but he was gamely trying not to sweat.
"Mm, I wonder." Dazai tapped the end of the envelope with his spoon, and, grudgingly Atsushi picked it up and opened it. Instead of the pictures he expected to find, a single key slid out and into his hand.
Atsushi looked at the key, and then looked at Dazai, perplexed.
"Neutral territory is a wonderful thing," Dazai said. "Just put in some appearances at the staff dorms occasionally, to keep up the charade."
Atsushi stared at the key, turning pink. "Is this to a love hotel?"
Dazai choked and laughed, then waved his hand. "More like a love nest," he smirked. "Yours."(less)