"Wh-" Leiko blinked at Kami's rapid-fire apology on behalf of that Mogami girl, the older male cramming her flyers back into her arms before darting off with a friendly wave. "Wait! Take a...flyer..." 

Leiko's shoulders slumped slightly, her bright mood utterly soured from the events of the morning. She didn't know what was worse; being verbally attacked for no reason, or losing a potential club member before she could even start her pitch. Or at least, she assumed he wouldn't be interested now thanks to his association with that irrational girl.

"Hmm?" She broke out of her reverie at the sound of the other boy's voice. [i]Oh, I forgot about him. The one who helped that Sachiko girl.[/i] "Well, you certainly make interesting company," she sniffed. It was fortunate that Leiko was more thick-skinned than most people gave her credit for. All part of being an actress, of course.

"I don't believe we've met before. My name is Hamada Leiko", she answered the dark haired boy. "Just Hamada will be fine, Shinichi-san." She organized the pile of flyers in her arms, inspecting for creases scrupulously. "Aren't you going to follow your ahh, 'friend'?" She looked back up at him expectantly. "You don't need to look so concerned. I only let things that truly matter bother me."