“I am interested, yes. Okiya Subaru.” It was tempting and he needed to calm down.
Off to tea it was, then. Down the block, around the corner, just into the area that catered more to business than residential. Poirot Cafe. A familiar area to some, only vaguely for Hakuba. He’d only been there for tea and, once, to deliver mail to Mouri Kogoro. Ugh.
He held the door for Subaru, and smiled. “After you."