Hidan: Hey, old bastard … what would you say about me, blondie and red-eyes making ourselves a band?
Kakuzu: I’d say … I must need to go and get my glasses changed. Because I seem to have missed seeing the three of you displaying any musical talent whatsoever.
Hidan: You’re such a fuckin’ downer. C’mon, it’d be great! I’d do lead guitar, blondie can do keyboards and maybe be in charge of pyrotechnics, and red-eyes is lead vocals.
Kakuzu: Itachi?! The boy barely speaks, and you think he can be your lead singer??
Hidan: Haven’t you ever heard him sing in the shower? He’s fucking fantastic!
Kakuzu: Bullshit.
Hidan: Okay, smart-ass … he’s in the shower right now. Come and listen.
*the two go and stand outside the bathroom door where somebody is beautifully singing a love song*
Kakuzu: … he has a radio or something going on there. He has to.
Hidan: *quietly pulls open the bathroom door; there’s no radio or phone, just Itachi singing*
Kakuzu:
Kakuzu: I am your groups manager. I get a 25% cut of all your earnings. I book the gigs, I drive you to the venues. Any “groupies” try and hit on you and I’ll decapitate them on stage. Agreed?
Hidan: *kisses him* Agreed.
Itachi: Hey not to interrupt or anything but would you mind shutting the fucking door?!