Altair: …promise not to freak out?

Clover: Please. You know we can’t promise that.

Altair: Ugh…alright. Well, you know… I’ve uh… kind of known Ume a lot longer than you know.

Apricot: Are you saying what I think you’re saying?

Altair: Sumire Hanakatoba was my father’s hedge fund manager… 

[collective ooo-ing]

Clover: [squealing] Are you sure his moving in isn’t “like that”?

Altair: I hate you all.

Apricot: Never. I’ve never even seen him flirt with someone. It’s like he’s immune.

Altair: Asexuality is a thing, guys. He probably just isn’t attracted to anyone.

Prussian: I guess? But I don’t think so. He was hung up on some girl. He talked about her for years.

Altair: [nervous] Is that so?

Clover: I almost forgot about that. She was the daughter of one of his father’s clients or something like that?

Prussian: I think so. He said they were together all the time… and then, one day she just left. Wait–why do you look so uncomfortable, Altair?

Prussian: Wait! Hold the phone. 

Altair: It’s really not a big deal.

Prussian: Trust me, it is. You’re telling me that Mr. Has-Turned-Down-Every-Berry-That’s-Tried-To-Date-Him Hankatoba, is moving in with you?

Altair: Um… it’s really not what you think. He’s just helping me… you know, with Provence?

Prussian: Bummer…

Altair: But I mean… he’s had to have dated someone, sometime, right?

Apricot: Hey, I’m just being a concerned friend, here. She hasn’t been on a date in over a year. All that lack of woohoo is making her cranky. 

Clover: What does my ovulation cycle have to do with any of this?

Apricot: Woman look and sound more attractive while their ovulating. Primetime to snag yourself a little something. I just wanted to set you up.

Clover: Ew. I don’t think I would want to even date anyone you set me up with.

Apricot: Not even if it was that pink cop that pulled you over last week?

Clover: [ignores] So, Altair. A little birdy told me that Ume moved in with you.

Altair: [whispers] Way to throw me under the bus.

Clover: Thank Berry you’re here. Do you know what it’s like being stuck with these two? They’re disgusting. 

Altair: [laughs] I’m sure it’s not that bad.

Clover: Oh, heck no. Those two are gross. They have no sense of boundaries. Do you know what Apricot asked me the other day? If I was glowing because I’m ovulating. 

 Altair: You didn’t.