Smiling down at his meal, he took a bite, and savored the flavor, but agreed with Xiao Yu, it could use a touch of pork. Instead of saying anything, he nodded his head, and put some of the pork into his bowl. The ginger added a nice touch, but he wanted a bit more. The salty flavor of the pork mixed well with the boiled rice, and he didn't wait for it to cool down. Listening carefully, he nodded and even looked surprised when she said Mei might try to get him fired.<br/><br/>"Get me fired? Her boss is the one that hired me. Why would she want me gone?" he asked, curious. "You know, before wanting to be a private eye, and when I was quite a bit younger, I actually thought about going into the food industry, we should cook together sometime, it'll be a fun date."<br/><br/>His smile broadened when he said date, and he knew it caught her attention. And even though he thought himself quite the gentleman, he didn't feel rude saying it either. It felt more like asking a friend for a treat, and sensation was definitely a strong one. One he very much enjoyed as well. The fact that he felt comfortable had to mean something. A big drawback to having a photographic memory was remembering literally everything that ever happened in a relationship, good and bad, most definitely more the bad. He never forgot a rude comment, a mean word, a sick feeling, a betrayed heart.