"Of course," Antonio nodded, already finishing up the last morsels inside the cup before proceeding to start drinking the thin beef stock. It tasted sour and spicy, leaving a slight scalded sensation on the top of his palette. He could still feel the tiny granules of the undissolved powdered seasoning which came with the cup, with each bite, these granules were crushed and exploded with flavor. He ran his tongue against the roof of his mouth, further savoring the flavor of the instant noodles. The aftertaste was rather greasy, clinging to the back of his throat.<br/><br/>Once he had finished his cup, he placed it into a small net pocket in front of him for disposal later. "You are Larry right? I'm quite bad with names," It was a statement, not an excuse or a reason. He glanced outside as the ground began to empty as students clambered aboard their respective buses, his head resting in a hand, "You seem to have a lot of experience in the kitchen, the way you do things in class is pretty efficient. What do you think about this trip with your level of experience?"<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>Daiyu climbed onto the bus and peered and attempted to make a headcount before announcing, "We're gonna be leaving soon. If any of your classmates are not yet here, better call them." She picked up a checklist and began a roll call.