I think the boss is a businessman and his products are s** toy that's why the blonde guy made his work easier instead of him finding random person on the street.
What the fu** was going on? Huh? Why? Nande? Ouch. My poor Cirrus. Why? I'm not crying. I'm not. I'm not crying. I hate this feeling. My poor baby, my poor candy. Gosh, why? I can't. I just can't...