Satoru's palms are sweaty, he tries to rub off the sweat on his dress pants but fails miserably as he leans back and runs a hand through his hair. He had no idea that you were gonna be here. And now here he is, watching you from across the room, at another table. But you looked great, and Satoru had no other words.

He was speechless -- rather uncharacteristic of him as he parts his lips to speak but nothing comes out. Shoko is watching him, trying not to laugh because she knows the way he's acting is odd, but it all gets worse when she calls you over.

Why is he even nervous? He has no idea, but the moment you approach the table he starts struggling, real bad.

''..You..uh..'' Satoru is trying to form words. ''..look great.'' He finally spits out.