As soon as they entered the diner, the first thing that Rattus noticed was the red head that was maintaining tables. He remembered her well, as she was the person who delivered their breakfast earlier in the motel room. But she seemingly wanted not to attract any attention from them, as she quickly caught a glimpse of them and immediately went back to cleaning the tables. Thus, Rattus silently honored this implicit request for non-attention and picked a table. The others with him followed suit and began to pick their places.<br/><br/>"G'yeah." Neo began to speak. "I'm havin' full English and sum' orange juice. There ain't gonna be some Nip shit here, so ya' bettah get thinkin' now, Jappy."<br/><br/>"I will have some fried rice instead, a fried egg and a simple broth or soup." Yukina requested.<br/><br/>"How 'bout ya', ol' fart?" Neo asked Morgan next.<br/><br/>"I'll have a cup of coffee and a simple soup for myself too." Morgan said. "And maybe a couple pancakes with buttew and maple sywup on them, fow something fanciew, I guess."<br/><br/>"Jesus fuck, yo' given a blank fuckin' check on a breakfast 'n' all ya' want is a cuppa joe, soup and hotcakes." Neo was indifferent, although a mild disappointment manifested when he shook his head. "Yo' fuckin' turn now, Ratt."<br/><br/>"A ham sandwich will suffice for me." Rattus said flatly.<br/><br/>"C'mon, ya' penny-pinchin' Nazi. It's da same shit ya' had yesterday fo' breakfast, man." Neo said.<br/><br/>"Then a ham and cheese sandwich will be well for this breakfast, since you seemingly concern yourself that much with other people's diet choices." Rattus replied.<br/><br/>"Whaddafuq, man." Neo was amused. Indeed, he was concerned about the breakfast of everyone in the group. This was partly because he perceived the modern world as not eating a satisfying breakfast anymore, which disappointed him, and also because the concern tends to annoy people as well. He turned to Unknown and asked, "How 'bout' ya'? Don't tell me ya' gunna get somethin' shitty too, huh?