Yua, you really needed to expand your reading. Don't you know this is how the cool cops do it in noir books? Someone needed to work on their Naoto social link, clearly.

Adachi was casing the room as well once it was obvious she wasn't going to start complaining again. It was just like he always pictured these kind of situations, with the card games and the obvious air of something more on the line than just money. He tried to keep his squees internal, focusing more on deflecting the occasional glances thrown their way by blending in.