A look of relief flashed across the man's face as Aoi spoke.<br/><br/>"Oh, hey. I'm Dave." He pronounced his name with odd deliberation, but smiled as he shook the striking young girl's hand. "Pleased to meet you."<br/><br/>Dave stopped and flexed his jaw. The fingers of his other hand went to the stubble on his cheek. "Three days?" he muttered. "Out of sync."<br/><br/>All at once he realized he was still holding Aoi's hand. He released it with a bashful chuckle. "So, Aoi, are you the owner?"