Just the one. I'm not plannin' on letting ya off the hook that easy.

[ The music was starting to fade a little, the conversation and sounds of clinking glass becoming a little more indistinct. Nothing could last forever, it seemed -- not even illusions. Majima, in the meantime, leaned over and kissed Tim one more time, this time tipping his face to the side so as not to smush himself into his boyfriend's nose. ]

Any other place you wanna see? I dunno if it'd work, but I could think of something real hard. Y'know, cross my fingers.

[ How did magic illusion tunnels work, he didn't know. ]

I, uh. Hope ya like it there.