Otogi laughed. "I know I am," he responded, unconsciously brushing his hair out of his eyes. "Ryuuji Otogi. Nice to met you in person." He gave the place a cursory glance - it wasn't a bad place for a party. If this whole thing turned out to not be a complete disaster (though the green-eyed gamer didn't see how a disaster could occur thus far), he'd have to remember it.

"How's it going?"