Orsino had half expected that Oliver might open the door, which, he thought, would have proven interesting as he hadn't properly met the man yet. He knew what he looked like, although at the moment Orsino's mental image of Oliver also involved a kilt. To have the door opened and be greeted by Leigh, on the other hand, was not quite as expected. It had completely slipped Orsino's mind that she was friends with Penny. He wondered if he'd somehow apparated to the wrong place.
"Er. Hey, Leigh." He took a second to get his bearings. "No. I mean, not that I know of?"
The truth was, the scenario Leigh had just presented was entirely possible. He looked past her, trying to figure out if this was the right place. "This is Penny's flat, right?"