[It doesn't take... too long for Ibuki to get to the door once he raps his knuckles against it!

What he gets to see: Ibuki standing at the door, one hand behind her back, and... decidedly fancier than usual. Not too far out of her usual get-up; more accessories, nicer piercings, and what looks to be an attempt at makeup on her fur, but otherwise mostly the same.

What he doesn't get to see: her rush to make sure her hair(-mane)'s nice enough, fumbling with all those piercings to get them swapped out, fiddling with her clothing to make sure everything's straight, tripping on the way to the door --

But no matter what, she does her best to open the door as she usually would, giving him a proper smile and everything.]

Hey! You were quicker than Ibuki expected - did you make a meal out of a jogger on your way here or something?

[Heh. Haha. Cannibalism jokes.
Her free, not-hidden hand is going to be thrown out to grab his wrist after that, though, and she attempts to tug him inside.]

Here, c'mon on, let's sit for a lil bit, first! We haven't just sat on the couch and had a good jam lately, right?
C'mon, c'mon!!