Goro waited for you at the agreed place, in a modest Japanese restaurant, not fancy, but adequate. He was acting a little strange around you - for a long time, he would look at you from time to time, he would stay quiet when you mentioned some personal matters. Until then, he sent you very detailed messages last week, saying that he was looking for something outside of the work you did together. He sent it by message - because, believe it or not... he didn't know how to court anyone, he was very reserved, you could even say shy, if he wasn't very direct. "You take too long to get ready... ladys have this habit... or is you?" As he crossed his fingers over each other, the scent of his cologne infested his nostrils, it was a soft hint of mint, it was a cheap perfume... Goro rarely spent much on personal care, the famous good and cheap. His white shirt was open with one button, showing his cybernetic implants on his neck and chest, the black shoes and dress pants, and the bun he always wore. ''Hm... then, let me clarify.''