Nica was not amused. He entered the strange establishment to avoid people and yet people he encountered. And not the calming sort either. But the type that grated on his nerves till his eyes twitched in dissatisfaction. It just wasn't enough to enter a random place. It seemed he instead had to cover his own ears if he wanted an out from the noise. "Don't mess with me people." He takes a seat in one of the few abandoned booths and warily shifts about.

Nica is stunned by the strange woman's sunny disposition. He nearly jumps in place, cracking his head against the back of the booth. With a pained moan his hands come up to encircle the back of his head. His eyes drop down to the menu left with him and he is uncomfortable with all the exotic choices. "This is too annoying ..." With a bothered frown, He says something at random instead. "Spicy dumplings." But the strange woman is not there anymore. So Nica awkwardly gazes about to see if anyone might have heard him. All the strange people quickly turn him off and he silently stares holes into the table.

Nica looks to the strange woman with gratitude. &quot;Thank you.&quot; He earnestly says as he prepares to dig in. Though he feels a little awkward with the strange woman watching him eat. Her watching almost makes him wait until she leaves. But his own grumbling stomach wins over his awkward feelings and he eats one dumpling in a single bite. <div class='edited'>(edited by Nicabar)</div>