Lawrence in the meantime was leaving the very pawn shop that White Lotus had been so eager to find. Mostly because the owners were having a severe attack of the munchies and had to go play fetch to it. He was quite literally kicked out the door like a serf even though he had such an important job as manager in that pawn shop.... Probably because no one else knew more about useless trivia and old junk then he did. It always seems like they absolutely loved the idea of having a foreigner working for them and milked it for all its worth. So there he was walking through Hong Kong and he was making his way to the place called the Eaters Corner where he saw someone that stood out more then him.<br/><br/>Some kind of woman who seemed to not realize this let alone the fact that she seemed to be a walking pawn shop with that gold cloth and brocade silk duponi and not to mention what in the blue hell was she doing trying to barter what looked to be some kind of tea set. This drew his attention almost immediately and he walked up to the counter as he then would speak up realizing this could be an opportunity to get some well needed money and get out of that pawn shop. Or at the very least not get an earfull about how he let something like that slip through his fingers<strong>"Hello there I would like to purchase whatever she would like to get and..."</strong>Taking out a list of the demands that the owners of Imperial Heirlooms and Antiques gave to him for a dinner order. Hell some of the stuff he didn't even recognize as edible.<strong>"And put it on the tab of the Imperial Heirlooms and Antiques. Her food will be paid in cash however."</strong>Lawrence spoke well enough at the very least.