[ ... B L I N K I N G. ]

Yes... I have an idea of how Japanese food would traditionally taste.

[ He watches as all the food is set out - the smells are familiar; the ginger, the scent of soy so if this "café" is looking for a positive review, it's off to a good start. Although, come to think of it, he hasn't heard of a new café opening up. There is something of an expat community in the area, so surely he would've heard about a Japanese restaurant opening up from his mother.

But perhaps it just hasn't been a topic that she'd deemed worth discussing. There were other things happening in his mother's life right now - like her projects and upcoming exhibition works. Maybe it hadn't been what she wanted to discuss with him at the time. ]

That is a lot of extra.

[ More than just a doggy bag to take away... hang on, he's just going to go and grab a couple of essentials from the drawer. Chopsticks, and a dish for soy sauce at the very least. ]

Were they looking for word-of-mouth custom? [ He's just gonna. Grab one of those tamagoyaki, hold up - eatin' time. ]