Yoshiki doesn't go in for threats. He's too quiet and too pliant for anyone to take them seriously even if he was that kind of person. If he had any idea he could be coming across any other way, he'd be surprised - but that's what comes of growing up where everyone you meet thinks they know you already.

The zucchinis are stacking up. He's taking a mix of the smaller, tastier ones and the woodier large ones, since that seems fair.

"Well, you'd have my folks on your side after this."