That weird clothing had gone, although Ino had come to realize that was one of those so called curse days. Dressed in her typical shinobi wear, Ino had gone to meet Greed, who seemed to have known her from a previous time.

It was not hard to find him, though Greed seemed to have some ability of telling she was there even though he had not looked her way, and she had not spoken, or made a noise. Ino cracked a cocky smile, coming to a stop, hand on her one hip. "And why wouldn't I show? I believe I was promised a good time."