Troy was pleased to hear she wasn't angry when she turned around, and the smile on her face helped to quell his nerves just a bit, which is when he moved to collect his phone and slip it into his pocket almost immediately, shaking his head as well before waving his hand, "No no no, absolutely not. You will not be taking any blame in this; I really should be sure to look before opening a door, never know who's gonna be on the other side of it, and really it's just careless of me. Completely careless."
Still, Troy grinned when she offered her hand and shook hers in return, "Troy Handsome, pleasure to meet you Helen."
Troy was pleased to hear the accent; ah, another seemed to be staking claim to the streets of L.A. An odd thing, really, running into so many Brits; maybe it's just they all seemed to frequent the same locations. He retrieved his hand, and looked to her a moment, "Another Brit I hear there, brilliant. Seems we're beginning a bit of an invasion..."
Just then he heard the sound of the door opening again, and moved quickly out of the way, laughing a bit to himself when he looked to her, "Seems we're not learning our lessons."