The first couple appeared to the mansion and I had the honours to welcome them. I lifted my arm up to shake hands with the other tall man, who dropped the bag down to the floor and glared at the other tall man beside him.
I watched him from head to toe, reading the guest descriptions once more and concluded that these two were the foreign couple.
“Hello, nice to meet you. My name is Lee Jeehoon.” I tried with my broken English.
The guy stared at me dumbfounded, as if something was wrong and he hadn’t understood everything I had said. I repeated what I said, this time trying to gesture it towards the way more foreign guy.
“Oh, we were supposed to speak English? Dude, you’ll be damn doomed.” The guy laughed, slapping the confused guy roughly.
“You speak Korean!?” I gasped, feeling betrayed by my PD.
Now, the younger man finally exhaled relieved, realising that this show was Korean and there was no need to dig out those rusty English skills. He flashed a smile at me and shook my hand furiously, jumping for a friendly hug. Yes, he was definitely Korean.
“I am Eric, and this is my best pal Junjin.” He pointed at his younger friend nonchalantly. “We’ve known each other for years, and we’re Korean.” He emphasised.
I nodded slowly.
“So, how long have you been married?” I questioned, letting the younger man past me so he could sit down to one of the chairs behind us. “Five months? 8 days?”
Junjin chuckled behind me.
“Oh, no. We’ve been jailed in this marriage for 10 years.” He answered amused.
I was about to ask all the questions that suddenly popped up to my head at one go, when the door opened again and a perky couple stepped inside. I turned around, flashing a grin again, and strode towards the two short guys.
“Annyeong!!” the very short and young guy used banmal. “I am Lee Minwoo!” he introduced himself cutely and hugged me and the other two guys tightly.