She was...Keiichi couldn't quite classify her as "odd." Dignified, maybe. Calm, definitely. Creepily so? Borderline? He might have been imputing that last bit considering her skill with the sword.
"Dad," he said, shaking his head. "I guess his "pansy" son is good for something every so often. I'm sorry, though. That's not your concern. We can take care of refreshments. What sort of things are you looking for? I know Dad likes Western style stuff, like popcorn..."
Screwing up his face in concentration for a moment, he continued to think. "Sonozaki-san's here working on something. I should probably ask her, too. Sonozaki-san? If you're not busy, could I ask you to help me with something?"