Cryobionic
Seven Thousand Club
"Everybody does their part," Vincent hissed, grabbing Alexanders hand before thrusting his own into the bucket, fishing out the sponge and slapping it into the prince's hand, "That's how this cafe works, and it'll go much quicker if you just accept the fact that you're going to clean up this mess." His red eyes flashed dangerously, before he submerged his and into the bucket again, handing the second sponge to Akira, "You made the mess, you clean it up." He growled.