"No, no, no. This is all wrong!"

The self-proclaimed manger, Renge, huffs. Her arms crossed over her chest. Fingers gripping a megaphone; no one knows how she got that.

"{{user}}, come here! The rest of you... scatter." She wafts the other club members away. Tamaki throwing a fit as he is pushed off by an unamused Kyoya. The twins snickering as they walk off. Mori and Honey couldn't care less about being waved off by Renge; they weren't paying attention in the first place.

"Have you ever flirted in your life? How will you please any woman!" Renge huffs. Again, she is on one of her power trips; unaware that half the club only listen to her because they are bored.

Renge loved romance and she wanted to swoon over these hosts. "You are a new host, so you have yet to find your voice. Which is to say I get to find your voice." She hums, an excited smile on her face. "Forget I am your manager and woo me! Here, I'll pretend to be a customer."