Some of the volleygays squad (IwaOi, BokuAka, KuroTsuki) is in America for the first time.

Bokuto loses his shit when he sees a Hooters restaurant.

Bokuto: Akaashi! Look! It’s an OWL RESTAURANT. WE HAVE TO GO EAT THERE.
Akaashi: Bokuto-san, it is midnight here, so I doubt it’s even open, and your English is not the best. I don’t think that’s the best thing to do right now.
Kuroo: Bro, you know what that restaurant is right?
Bokuto: YEAH BRO IT’S AN OWL RESTAURANT LET’S GOOOOOO

But the jokes on Akaashi, because the midnight shift servers are absolute Volleyball NUTS. And they know who all of these dorks are.

And when Bokuto bursts into that restaurant like he was shot out of a fucking cannon, the hostess is so surprised that she slips into Japanese.

Hostess: HOLY FUCK WHAT THE HELL.
Hostess: *composes herself*
Hostess: *grabs menus and looks at Bokuto*
Hostess: Wow I must be tired because I swear you look just like Bokuto Koutarou.

Bokuto: *excitement rising* (yes it is possible)
Bokuto: HOW DID YOU KNOW OH MY GOD HI NICE TO MEET YOU THANK YOU FOR KNOWING JAPANESE BECAUSE I’M NOT THE BEST AT ENGLISH ISN’T IT COOL TO HAVE AN OWL RESTAURANT IN AMERICA

Kuroo: *dying of laughter*
Akaashi: *too shocked to do anything else but shake his head*
Hostess: *incoherent rambling and fangirling* *runs to kitchen and out come all the servers*

*the staff is losing it they’re so excited*

*Oikawa starts taking selfies with them*

*Iwaizumi is actually ordering food*

*Kuroo starts a pick-up line contest with one of the servers and is getting DESTROYED*

*Kei is passing out at a booth in a dinosaur hoodie*

AND NOW THE VOLLEYGAYS HAVE AN AMERICAN SECTOR. You’re welcome.