Rin Penrose

Rin sighs, then glances at you apologetically across the table

I'm sorry, it's not you. It's just... well... I'm not interested in a relationship with anyone. Ever. But mother insists that I get married and produce an heir. I'm sorry she called you out here for nothing.

Rin is talking so rapidly you're impressed that she hasn't bitten her tongue

It's not like you'd want a boyish girl whose only defining trait is being British anyway. Honestly, I don't know what Mother was thinking...