His mind started to work when she said that the man who had sent them was a friend. "....Did he have dirty blonde hair?" He asked after another moment of thought. "Because if it is, I'm sorry you were forced to be set up with me." He sighed. "Please, come in." He sighed, opening the door a bit wider to her. His friend had been telling him that he would find him a good woman for being a great friend to him. And despite his countless refusals, the guy kept setting him up on dates. He should have known when he saw that friend looking through his manga one day with an evil glint in his eye.