Jirou was drinking in the rain with an umbrella keeping him nice and dry. It was a lovely atmosphere for drinking sake surprisingly. Of course that was until he heard a familiar voice nearby. Curious, he looked over and lowered the sunglasses he was wearing, smiling a bit as he studied the drenched form of Derek.

Well this wasn't a karaoke bar. Still, that was a lovely voice.

Humming the tune a little, he gave a waggle of his fingers as if to invite him closer. Mostly to see if the singing would continue.