Robert
*It seems the girl didn't relate too well to that. Her usual times were alone inside, or around those she was close with. Regardless she didn't mind the scenes, and colorful and attractive ones like the bizarre were very intriguing to her.* "I understand. The art is what brings me here. Maybe you just need to find a part of it you can enjoy." *There truly were. Those for weapons, clothing, and various accessories to accompany civilians and shinobi alike. Even some for nature guides and supplies. She approaches the stand she pointed out and an older gentleman gives her a wave.* "Nakidori-chan! It's been a while!" *Togarashi greets her while Chazutsu stirs various pots of soups and refills others with her back turned away from them. The scents are various with some more spicy than others and some more sweet. In the back one of the older grandkids is working a grill and cooking some vegetables while instructing his brother on cutting vegetables. The youngest granddaughter is peering just above the counter using a step stool and she is the youngest. It looks like they are being trained to help the business as the grandparents are getting older. Takara responds kindly to him, and says gently with a similarly mannered smile.* "Koshinryo-san, it's always good to see you."

*The old man looks over to Kazan behind her with curiosity. He believes him to be a guest with her so he addresses him as such, and says to Takara.* "You don't usually spend much with others, is this a new friend? Well, come on then. Take a look at the menu!" He pokes a little fun into the conversation mentioning the girls reservedness and invites the company over.*
Gary
*He uncomfortably approached the people as they greeted one another. His eyes moved between the young girl and Nakidori, before finally turning his attention to the old man. Reminded him of his father.*

"Friend? Hopefully not for long if you know what I mean.."

*He spoke without really cinside his words, and honestly the meaning wasn't even entirely there for him. Did he mean he wanted more? Or.. Less? He could see himself leaning either way honestly.*

"So, let's see what you got. Probably better than anything my father ever made."

*He took the menu and gave it a brief look, wondering if he should visit the ramen booth next door, but it was too late to do something as rude as that.*
Robert
"Oh young people and their desires." *Koshinryo-san gave a hearty laugh to the comment, and Takara isn't thinking too much of it at the moment. It seems her focus is on training and eating than bonding time. Maybe something could change in the future if the circumstances were different. Chazutsu exchanges a nod and a motherly smile as she looks back at the group, but then resumes being rather busy corralling the children to keep things smooth. The menu features many different things from noodle and vegetable wok dishes, to sauce covered tofu over rice, to stews and soups with various lentils, beans, and house made broths. The special is a hearty root vegetable soup in a tomato base. Takara takes a moment before giving what seems to be her typical response,* "I'll do the usual, but with a little extra pepper this time." *She then looks over to Kazan to see what he wants, and since she offered she may as well cover the meal. As she pulls out some coins however Togarashi interjects.* "No need for this one. Consider this a treat for protecting the village!" *He gestures to the headbands the two were wearing knowing she hadn't had one last time.*
Gary
*He looked over to the girl, and back at the old man. He set down his menu, giving a shrug.*

"That's quite kind of you, but I'm afraid we won't be protecting you from much, unless we're attacked by people who's weakness are rocks."

*He chuckled, then looked at the menu for a short moment, and gave a nod.*

"Yeah just get me a bowl of udon, please. Like my father used to make, but probably better. Although.. That's not a hard thing to accomplish."
Robert
"Oh you'll see." *Takara shrugs passively and takes her bowl of spicy red lentils to sit down. She will make those rocks a weapon one day. The service was fast and the portion large. He also brought out a fresh udon bowl for Kazan. While vegetarian, the taste was different but in an exciting way. These folk were certainly masters of using spices to their advantage. She takes a bite and savors it for a moment before swallowing. Then looking over to see how Kazan enjoys his dish as she picks through more of hers. Quietly enjoying the food, and letting the calories help recover her empty stomach from training. After being about halfway done she asks,* "Well, how is it? Better than your fathers?"
Gary
*Kazan took his chopsticks, rubbing them together in his hands. This was quite disrespectful, as it implied they were cheap and had splinters in them. He didn't really care, he always did this, even with his father's excellent ones. He then took a large bite of noodles, and slurped them loudly, using the chopsticks to lift more into his mouth as he slurped them, and he even lifted the bowl and tilted it to drink some broth. He was certainly a unique case.*

*Setting the bowl and chopsticks down, he looked over to Nakidori, wiping his mouth and admittedly part of his face.*

"I don't know.. Probably. I can't taste things very well. Burned my tongue on some noodles yesterday and it's still healing. Still, amazing broth from what I can tell."

*He burped, before turning to the old man.*

"Hey if you're still in a generous mood, maybe you'd like to give the nice girl another free bowl of noodles for me to eat."