"Such a fine woman that would accept things as they are probably doesn't exist," Katsuro said with a sigh. "And if she does then she is too good for me." Objectively seen is Katsuro quite the good looking guy. Maculine features, yet not a macho aura. But he knew already that his ideal woman didn't exist. Probably the closest thing was the guy sitting next to him. Katsuro suddenly burst into laughing as he imagined Greg in a pink flowery dress. It didn't suit him at all, he was way to manly for that. "Sorry, sorry," Katsuro tried to apologize as he was catching his breath. "Just a random thought crossed my mind."