Souji gets up for a minute, crossing to the closet. He needs something to drink, just to give him something to do other than pick at the table. He brings something back for both of them--he'd picked up on Kanji's preferences back home--and sits down again. The delay gives him a moment to think, too.

"There was one based on when we did the speed dating cafe at school. And the beauty contests..." He remembers the details perfectly--all of the weird, awkward details--be he noticeably leaves out the actual name of the event. This time, though, it doesn't occur to him that he's omitting it.