I certainly hope so. He's a big Frenchman by the name of Claude Rollot. Former marine, so he was more than a little strict and intimidating in the kitchen. And I was a soldier too.

[He chuckles, though it also has traces of a little fear at the mention of him. At her say so, he cuts himself a slice and plates it the same way.]

So, this maid cafe. I'm familiar with them back when I lived in Tokyo but I just want to make sure, is this to be the same kind? A little bit of dancing and singing, cute girls in frilly outfits kind of place, or the more sophisticated variety? More reserved, quiet and relaxing place.

[He's hoping for the former. Cute maids are relaxing to the soul, but he will admit that being served by one is quite embarrassing for someone like him.]