“What happened na no da?” Chichiri questioned aloud.

“My mirror,” Hori-sama said traumatized.

“Food...” a dreaming and drooling Miaka mumbled.

“No, don’t take it off...” Tamahome, still dreaming about what Keisuke was watching, mumbled. Soi and Nakago, whom had been working out and dressed in sweats, gazed around quite dazed.

“All right, everyone is here!” Tomo suddenly appeared. Dressed in a suit minus his usual make up, he looked rather handsome.

“Tomo?!?” they all exclaimed (minus Miaka and Tamahome).

“No! My name is Shufu, manager Shufu!” he replied. They all looked at each other, confused. Nakago snapped his fingers.

“I know! We’re in one of Tomo’s clam shins!” he exclaimed.

“But why just us?” Yui asked.

"Maybe we're part of his dream?" Suboshi guessed.

"Not a very pleasant thought," Tamahome said, waking up. "Now now, you must get dressed. The show starts in 10 minutes!" Tom-uh...Shufu exclaimed. He brought out a whole rack of glittering dresses.

"Oooh! Just like the harem girls! Mitsukake will teach me how! The low cut dress please!" the still intoxicated Chiriko yelled. Tasuki turned to Mitsukake in shock.

"What did you do to him?!" Tasuki demanded.

"Apparently, he drank sake," Mitsukake said nervously.

"Allright Chiriko! About time you became a man!" Tasuki slapping Chiriko on his back.

"Come on everyone, the show is on in 7 minutes," Tom--ahem, Shufu said. "Nakago...I want you to wear this one today," he said, pulling out the overly glittered dress with feathers. Nakago's face turned to s rather ugly pea-green color.

"What the (bleep bleep) are you talking about!? I'm not wearing no (bleep) dress you (bleep bleep bleep)!!" Tasuki exclaimed, pulling out his tessen.

"Yeah!" Suboshi agreed, taking his ryuususei out. "Although, Yui wouldn't look too bad," he muttered."I heard that!" Yui smacked him.

"Food..." a still dreaming Miaka muttered.

"This sounds pretty fun!" Hotohori excitedly said, looking at the rack of dresses.

"I haven't done this in a long time, but since we all some how got here..." Nuriko carefully fingered the silk of a purple dress.