[He steps inside and looks around. For someone who hit the panic button, the place is pretty clean. He feels out of place with how fancy some of her furniture is. He may have lived in a mansion before, but it wasn't like it was his... His viewing is cut short when his gaze lands on Lottie, who offers more than what he's here for. He can almost feel the heat in his ears. Her words take a while to register — they're far more hospitable than he's used to.]

... Oh, uh, sure! I don't mind. I thought you just wanted to... Nevermind.

[He uses the excuse of looking for a place to sit to sheepishly look away.]

I had a gig earlier today. [ You know, he tells Lottie. At the bar near this popular club everyone talks about? ] Didn't know if I'd make it here in time...