[She can't help it; she looks when he opens the door, just enough to catch a glimpse of his grin before he disappears back into the bathroom. Oh, he is kind of cute, huh? Especially when he's not completely coated in a fine, flammable white dust. But, to her credit, she only blushes a little and just laughs it off.]

Osamu Dazai-san. I can introduce you if you don't find him first! He's a little taller than you, in his early twenties and kind of loud sometimes. He's not a bad person, though.

[Well, not these days, anyway, and the present is all she's really concerned about.]