About to respond to a one-syllable reply as best she could once Jolt stopped, Naomi paused when she saw the doors of the bar fly open. In a matter of minutes, the car was surrounded by no less than fifteen leather-clad burly men on gleaming motorcycles, all eyes narrowed beneath their shades.

"Who the hell would be enough of a dumbass to butt in on our territory--" The largest began irritably, but broke off when the door opened, and Naomi hurried out.

They stood for a long moment, the girl and the gang, locked in a staring contest of sorts. Then she broke the silence first with a delighted cry of "Everyone!"

With just that, there was a joyous "Naomi-chan!!" and the smaller esper disappeared beneath the mass of bikers all fighting to be the first to hug her.