The main dining room of the Crystal Cafe downtown Neo Tokyo was deathly quiet, everything lay still, every cupcake, every bizarre green table, every single thing except for the writhing bodies of Dad and the French waiter.
"Oh Monsieur Dad, are all Americans so... large?" he asked, breathlessly as he clawed at his tuxedo jacket.
"Only me," Dad whispered in reply, "because I am Deep Blue and about to go deep into you."
"Oui oui!" he exclaimed eagerly, now fully undressed.
THE REST IS INCOMING FOR ANON MOMENTARILY.