"Nah," he said. "About the only people who call me most days are my parents cos apparentely they need to call me every three hours and a friend who doesn't get the hint I don't like him anymore."

Katsu hummed softly and laughs. "A friend huh." He shrugged as he chuckled. "Parents can't be avoided. But why don't you just punch that friend of yours then?"

"Cos his dad is my boss," Toby replied with a laugh. "Not exactly a full-time job, but I'm the only programmer for several miles around who doesn't charge £200 a go so if he needs to help he gives me a ring."

"Oh." Katsu simply said. Not knowing what else to exactly say before finishing his food. "Thanks for the food." He smirked slightly. "....So...what now? You thought of the payment yet?"

"Not yet," he said, searching through the pocket of his jacket and taking out a card with his address on. "Come round at the weekend, I might have thought of something by then." He stood up. "You should feel lucky, not many people get that version of my business card."

Katsu stared at the card and sighed. Nodding softly. Putting the card into his pockets and grinned. "I'll go if you promise me some more food."

"I'm told I'm the best chef in town so definitely," he said with a laugh. "Just don't say that to the chef here, not sure he'd be very happy with me if he knew."

Katsu smirked and grinned. "Okay." He stood up and waved him goodbye. "See you then..."

"Bye," he said, returning the wave as he walked out. He couldn't help stealing a last glance at Katsu, something told him his life was about to get a whole lot more interesting.

Just the following weekend Katsu remembered to go to the address that was on the car. He knew he didn't want to just walk off without replying him properly. Being the one that doesn't like to owe anyone.