Kodama settled gratefully into her seat;<em>This</em>felt far more familiar. She didn't know, really, how she felt about the *other* guy, Ryoji- He was nice and polite, and she was sure that he'd seen through the whole 'Canada' thing...Except for Ty, maybe.<br/><br/>The noodle shop was musty and steamy, and a trifle too old, but it smelled *great*; She didn't realize it, but she was<em>hungry</em>. When a fair-sized bowl of ebi ramen was slid before her- Record time, for the chef, she put aside the sheer<em>strangeness</em>of all she'd seen...And, chopsticks held expertly in her delicate hands, set off with every sign of relish. Given her vaguely Japanese background, she *did* have some understanding, albeit in general terms- But her eyes misted over, at how *delicious* it was!