Ken wasn't surprised by Rin's sudden hug and cheek pecks, she was always an impulsive and busty girl. He admired the way her energy reached others, her smile made her co-stars smile, her fans always write to her to describe how she always seems in-sync with them. This was a special little woman he has in his devious paws, and he's somehow convinced a whole studio that he was anything more than a greedy self-serving cock. Perhaps she was rubbing off on him, just like her breasts pressed against his perfect abs. With a small laugh, he hugged back before releasing her. "Yeah, call the guys, maybe we can get drunk and live stream something silly together?" His suggestion was a fun one was he made his way to the nearest dresser, of which he had numerous scattered throughout the residence.<br/><br/>Fully clothed in jeans and a soft grey t-shirt, Ken answered the door to find Rin's guitarist. "Hey man. Did Rin tell you?" Ken popped and eyebrow up and tilted his head to Haruki, whose appearance seemed a little less informed than expected. "Come on in, Rin's getting the other guys. Don't worry about presents. I'm rich." Ken switched to a Jolly 'tude before turning and guiding Haruki to an extravagant lounge with two giant flat-screen televisions, three leather couches and numerous other entertainments and furniture to adequitely service a whole party. "Make yourself at home, Haruki."