As Karen spoke to him, the Inspector felt his face flush again as he tried to answer normally. "N-Not very often... U-Usually when it's h-hot. Tokyo has really humid s-summmers." He answered, mentally kicking himself for sounding like a fool. It was then Zenigata noticed the lovely redhead, while she was smiling and being friendly, seemed unnerved about something. Her golden eyes were focused on the table cloth, but not on Smoker. He felt something begin to churn in his stomach. Did something happen earlier?