Relaxing & dining after the convention--until "Neko-Sana" joins you.

You take a couple of hours after you return to the hotel to rest, taking stock of the things you bought from various vendors during the convention, and packing your camera gear securely. After reading through a few of the comic books you also bought during the convention, you take one of the comic book volumes or graphic novels, then head back out for dinner. As it was the previous Friday Night, you decide on the same sports bar & restaurant, opting this time for an indoor table, so that you can read the book before & after eating. For awhile, it seems like you were going to enjoy a very nice, quiet, and relaxing night while you eat--save for the sights & sounds of a (American) football telecast, as well as some ongoing basketball & hockey Sunday Night games. And then--

"Alex? Oh Alex?"

You turn to see who was calling you, only to find "Neko-Sana" approaching your table. Compared to the previous nights, what she has on is easily the most casual wear of the weekend, and rightfully so. She has a pair of light blue jeans on, with a "Sailor Moon" themed belt & buckle on. A pair of comfortable slippers don her feet, and she has a hot pink shirt on, with the words "Kawaii" on the front, with a few flower blooms along the words. Her natural black hair, having been tied into a tight bun to let her wear the green wig for her "Morrigan of Darkstalkers" cosplay, is now let down freely, as it flows down to the small of her back.

"May I join you?" "Neko-Sana" asks you. "The other tables are taken."

"Certainly." You tell her, and let her sit across the table from you, before you speak again. "How did you figure I would be here? I thought you'd be having a Sunday Night afterparty with the other cosplayers."

"You always tend to come here after a convention in Downtown L.A.," Neko tells you, "whether it's 'Anime Expo' or 'Comikaze'. Besides, I wanted to spend time with you, instead of boarding a party bus with the other cosplayers--including my sister, and ride over to Hollywood."

"I think they're going to eat at 'Pink's Hot Dog Stand'," you tell Neko, "then drink the night away at one of those nightclubs in Hollywood."

"That's what I'm figuring myself, Alex." Neko tells you. "Speaking of Hollywood, did any of those cosplayers that regularly walk the Hollywood Walk of Fame area happen to come to the convention?"

"A few of them did come." You tell her. "There was this older couple that were dressed as Cinderella & Prince Charming yesterday, then I saw them earlier today as Charlie Chaplin & Marilyn Monroe. Then I saw one of the women bring her daughters to the convention earlier today, as well. She has a great body for a Catwoman costume."

"How so?" Neko asks you. "How does her costume compare to my own Catwoman costume?"

"Compared to your 'Arkham City' version, Neko," you tell her, as you bring up the photo of the said cosplayer on your smartphone to show it to her, "she did hers based on the latest Batman movie. Her whip is similar to the ones you used in your own cosplay. When I took that photo earlier in the fall, in Long Beach, her daughters nearly photobombed every photo I took of their mother."

"She looks really good, Alex." Neko tells you. "Does she have a name?"

"I don't believe she has a cosplay name," you tell her, "but she goes by the name, Catherine. Strangely enough, I'll be doing a studio session with members of the 'Hollywood Cosplay Guild' before year's end, and Catherine is one of them."

"I'm sure they'll be on their best behavior." Neko tells you, giggling.

You end the conversation when the food arrives, and you enjoy it slowly & thoroughly, while "Neko-Sana" enjoys her own meal. After that & a light dessert, a bottle of a non-alcoholic cider is brought to the table, along with a couple of glasses, on Neko's order. Smiling, she pours some of the cider into the glasses, then lets you take one, while she takes the other.

"Here's to a wonderful comic con weekend, and looking forward to the next one." Neko tells you.

"Here's to the days when I share the photos I've taken of you, for everyone to see" You tell her.

You let the glasses come together, then take a sip. As the night grows old, and others begin to leave, you listen to Neko speak on various things. She even moves to your side, to read the comic book volume you brought along. In the end, she pays her share, and you pay yours; then she walks with you, on the way back to the hotel.

"You're returning home tomorrow, right?" "Neko-Sana" asks you.

"In the morning, after the rush-hour traffic lightens up." You tell her.

"Do you mind if you can take me & my siblings to LAX, along the way?" She asks you. "Our flight back to Hong Kong isn't until 3:00pm, and we both know how much time allowance is needed for going through airport security."

"It shouldn't take that long to get there," you tell her, "if we time it for a departure from the hotel between 9:00 & 10:00."

At the hotel, you let her go back to her hotel room, though not before she kisses you. When you return to your own hotel room, you start the process of winding down for the night. Then a knock comes to your door, and when you come to see who it is, it's none other than Neko. She is in a bathrobe, with bath slippers on, and she has a pocket in her bathrobe, which holds her keys, as well as her smartphone. When you open it, she comes in, and it isn't long, after you close & lock the door, before she starts kissing you. She breaks the kiss, slipping her bath slippers off near the bathroom, then walks over to the table, putting her keys & smartphone there. Then she turns to face you, a glint of desire in her eyes.