Once they get a good look at it, they look at each other, with the woman?  Girl?  She looks so ageless, nodding and making your order, right down to boiling the meat immediately.  The man takes a long gaze at it, "I see.  It looks like an old shrine mirror.  See it has eight sides."<br/><br/>He removes his apron, "Also, these characters?"<br/><br/>A finger touches each at the octagonal sides where a single kanji is imprinted, "These are wardings against being noticed.  No one should have been able to see these, much less able to find them."<br/><br/>"So I ask again, shoujo-san, where did you get this?"