You know, letting some strange drunk guy lead you around the dark empty corners of a big mall with nobody else in sight is kind of a stupid, reckless, outright dangerous thing to do.

So of course Masamune is totally down for this.

Hey, listen. It's a novelty for him to meet people who have no idea who he is. People without the compulsion to cower or suck up to him on first impression. People who have the gall to barf right at his feet and bully him into being a drinking partner immediately after. Everything about this is so absurd it almost doesn't feel real, but as long as it really is happening he might as well make the most of the experience, right? It beats moping around on his own, even if that is his favourite pastime between campaigns.

He breaks into a wide grin and smacks Gintoki's back, allowing himself to be led along. "Alright, already. I've been looking for someone who could show me a good time around here. You'd better not disappoint me now."

Yep, just going to... keep the shoes on for now. A bile-booze cocktail isn't half as bad as stepping in horse shit, which he has also suffered through. Several times.