Mitsuko choose a corner table with a plant with small pink flowers on it. A bud opened up when they sat down. The menu’s were already on each table. Sitting next to each other they could both look at it at the same time. Mitsuko had never understood why people choose to sit opposite to each other, when you are close to someone you should sit next to them. To drink he choose a herb tea which the menu promised would be made with fresh spring water. For food his choice fell upon a salad with vegetables completely biological and pure with only honey as a dressing. “What will you pick?” he asked Shichi.