Calling out from the kitchen, Xin said the words that many people were waiting for, especially considering the delicious smells coming from said kitchen.<span style="color: #0080FF">"Aaaand..! We're golden! Gather 'round the dinner table, one and all, and I hope you're hungry - dinner's ready!"</span>Xin then came out of the kitchen, went over to the dining table, and pressed something under it. A sort of wooden conveyor popped out of the table's surface, and soon, Xin was busy filling it with various small dishes. Fried chicken, ramen, wok, chop suey, fried rice, sezhuan, rice cakes, fries - soon the table was bristling with ore than a dozen different dishes, ready for the taking.<span style="color: #0080FF">"Alright, everyone, have a seat!"</span>Xin, having made the table already, took the round and filled what looked like small shot glass with some clear, strong-smelling liquid.