Aomame goes to a bar after doing the dirty deed. Turns out, she realizes she is a high-class hooker on the prowl. With full knowledge of how the evening would end, she confidently goes through the motions to find the right one. Apparently it takes alcohol, thinning hair, and a well-shaped head, like Sean Connery's. She sees just the right man to set her heart racing, something you would not expect from a prostitute. After a failed attempt to get his attention, she cuts to the chase with "You like Cutty Sark?". After the obligatory chit chat, he still could not guess her line of work, for that moment. She did ask him if policemen's uniforms and guns had changed recently. Turns out, the change to a casual jacket and automatic pistols and come at least two years prior. A few more references to the sea with Cutty Sark and sailboats. Then she Cut through the Sark and straight to the size of his package. They discuss what is to happen next and Aomame's face goes through her transformation. More back and forth, she explains she wants sex not even for money. They go to his room. They banter about whether it's more difficult to be a man or a woman. They have sex, and afterwards, she is taken by his neck and how easy it would be to do him in, too. Since he was only tremendously boring, it wasn't deserving of death.
She watches the news, there was a great variety of news stories, but no report of a body in a Shibuya hotel. While her conquest lay asleep, she gathered her clothing and left.
What does this all mean? Waiting for RWM to weigh in.
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