[Tim looked at everything that Majima pointed out to him, probably like a big ol' dumbass tourist. But that was fine, he was just a hallucination tourist, so that was like being a fake tourist. The men in suits standing around in groups, the ones with pins on their lapels and too much pomade in their hair, were more noticeable after Majima had singled them out. There was something in the way they walked that reminded him of his boyfriend; a confidence, a swagger, in how they went through the streets. Like it was their turf and they knew it. Home field advantage.]

So, do you know those guys? Or do, uh-- [What had Majima called them again] --different families have different parts of the city?

[Would it be a problem if Majima was walking around in some other family's turf? There was probably, like, yakuza etiquette and stuff, Tim might actually have to learn that if he did end up in Kamurocho with him. He wouldn't want to cause an incident because he said the wrong thing to some yakuza bigwig or something.]

And, wait, hostesses? Like, for parties? Why would they take all my money?

[Not that he's carrying much on him right now, and also not in any currency that they'd accept.]