Despite its reputation, the Ouran High School Host Club is noticing a steady decrease in clients…and Tamaki is freaking out to say the least.

Tamaki: “But how could women pass such a chance to interact with me? Whatever will we do—?!”

Haruhi: “Geez, is this really something worth worrying about?”

Meanwhile, the others are pondering a solution to this, specifically the cool and collected Kyoya. He then snaps his fingers as he gets an idea.

Kyoya: “Ah, I got it. Perhaps all we need is to find a new member to freshen things up. I’ve got several types that this hypothetical host could play like the dorky type, the jendere type, the tsundere type…”

Honey: “But how on Earth would we do that?!”

All of a sudden, the door opens.

Immediately, the host club members stop their discussion and scramble into place to say their famous line in unison, right as you, just an unsuspecting woman, appear on the other side.

All: “Welcome!”