@IneptAmnesiac An umbrella isn't much to ask for, hah. With such an amazing stand, I have to imagine you're raking in some dough, huh? Maybe you can afford a small place in the near future.
Then again, that's just me assuming things.
@IneptAmnesiac It's a generally good idea, I suppose, but not mandatory.
I can't believe you manage to keep so tidy just wandering around with your cart.
Much more importantly that the world's been so kind to you in that you still have it.
@IneptAmnesiac I'm still processing exactly how you can cook this stuff so well having never been there.
[Chuckling, he'd dismiss it and begin to enjoy the food again.]
So... Where exactly do you stay? Just... Outside?
@IneptAmnesiac You can make noodles like /this/ and not even know what Chun-nan is??? It's only like, one of the coolest places on the planet.
Their pork buns are to die for.
@IneptAmnesiac Miss... Noodle. Heh. Well, it certainly works.
[He'd turn his head away for a moment, thinking on it as he ate some more.
He'd... Get distracted again.]
These taste... /really/ good. Like. Chun-nan streets authentic kind of good.
@IneptAmnesiac I'd certainly say so. Though, we're clearly very different people, so I can't particularly judge.
[Taking another slurp of noodles.]
... [Enjoying the food a bit much, he comes back to the conversation.]
Don't even got a nickname?
@IneptAmnesiac ...
[He'd nod, shrugging his shoulders as he finished off his first taste.]
Guess I can't argue with that fact. Stuff's good. But you're not curious at all..?
@IneptAmnesiac [That scored her another raise of the brow as he found the utensils to pick up some of the tasty looking food.]
... So, you don't know where you are, or what your name is.
[He'd take a generous chunk of noodles and sample them.]
@IneptAmnesiac ... Pretty dangerous.
[He'd set the payment onto her cart, taking the steaming bowl carefully. He'd look around for some serviceable chopsticks.]
Your name?
@IneptAmnesiac Not from around here, are you?
[He'd quickly do some numbers in his head. Being big on traveling, conversion rates were usually fresh on his mind.
He'd set aside a few Rings extra just to be sure.]
Do you know exactly where you are right now..?
@IneptAmnesiac Oh.
[A bead of sweat made an appearance, Amor laughing to himself.
He'd think to himself for a moment before shrugging.]
Ah, what the hell. Sure, I'm game.