Sounds like you're sailing the same boat as my roommate and I, Miss Allen.

[ He leans against the doorway and aims an ear on the girl. Judging by the sound of her voice anyway, she's clearly a fretful, perhaps slightly annoyed, much-too-young-for-him girl. ]

For right now, it seems as though we can only pray it is indeed a mistake. Although everything happens for a reason, even mistakes.

[ Like the one he's making at this very moment. ]

My name is Gildor. Would've been a pleasure under different circumstances, I'm sure.