This afternoon I had about 10 minutes to kill before I met Rie, and so rather than wonder around in the cold I decided to go and warm myself up in one of the upmarket department stores. I obviously looked completely out of place checking out Bvlgari watches and Gucci handbags, as I was soon approached by a woman asking me if I was lost. Rather than tell her that I was merely wandering aimlessly in a bid to stay warm, for some reason I told her that I was looking for the nearest theatre. She then proceeded to give me directions, and followed me to make sure that I got there okay. I ended up being a considerable distance from where I needed to be, but was just glad I wasn’t frogmarched into the box office to buy a ticket.
When I finally did met Rie the issue of my sexuality was surprisingly not brought up, nor was it a (pink) elephant in the room. I attempted to broach the subject by telling her that when I speak in Japanese I think I sound like a women, but either my Japanese was wrong or I was being too subtle, as this method just elicited an agreement. We had a very pleasant evening, and I am pretty certain that she now thinks I am straight, but she did tell me that my moustache suited my style, so who knows for sure; certainly not me.