Judging from their talk, they seemed to be employees of an agency of fashion models, or they themselves were models. As Aoyama area is supposed to be a very fashionable zone in Tokyo, musicians, broadcast crews, architects, magazine editors and writers, designers of something and show-biz people are none of rare animals around here.
"You remember I said she's kind of snobbish, don't you?", one of them said. I could see her face, which was pretty beautiful, though I felt it lacked so called elegance.
"Yes, and?" The other said.
"When we had dinner together, she left the garlic slices!"
"Maybe she didn't like to have her breath smell."
"Well, I ate the garlic slice a lot. They made the dish very tasty. But she didn't. She just separated them from what she would eat."
"That's too bad."
"Yes, She's bad."
I have no idea why they couldn't accept the woman. Maybe it is, in our society, no use to try to be liked by everyone.