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"This stuff is fantastic."

Being hyperactive and 17, Force's appetite was near insatiable. He pretty well said that about anything when he was finally allowed to sit and eat until he was full.  But, still, it was Waka's favorite restaurant and he was glad to see his friends were happy.

2st ate quietly, which they'd learned meant that he agreed.

And Uno, meanwhile, smiled politely and more stared than anything at his food.  He fumbled about with the chopsticks, unable to do more than stab at his meal.  It allowed him to eat the gyoza, but his ramen was untouchable like this.

"Here… You hold them like this," Waka offered.  He attempted to manipulate Uno's hand into the proper position.

The Spaniard watched, helplessly, and tried to mimic what he'd been shown.  Alas, the only result was to watch the noodles slipped from between his chopsticks and plop back into the bowl.

Waka sighed, and spoke to a waitress as she was passing by.

He shook his head as Force, usually oblivious to everything slightly cultural, expertly snapped his chopsticks in a war with 2st over the remaining gyoza.

Uno happily twirled his ramen like spaghetti and agreed that it was delicious when he was given a fork.  Waka smiled back and agreed as he finally began to eat.

At the least everyone was enjoying their meal, and that was about all any of them could ask at this point.

Description
"This stuff is fantastic."

Being hyperactive and 17, Force's appetite was near insatiable. He pretty well said that about anything when he was finally allowed to sit and eat until he was full.  But, still, it was Waka's favorite restaurant and he was glad to see his friends were happy.

2st ate quietly, which they'd learned meant that he agreed.

And Uno, meanwhile, smiled politely and more stared than anything at his food.  He fumbled about with the chopsticks, unable to do more than stab at his meal.  It allowed him to eat the gyoza, but his ramen was untouchable like this.

"Here… You hold them like this," Waka offered.  He attempted to manipulate Uno's hand into the proper position.

The Spaniard watched, helplessly, and tried to mimic what he'd been shown.  Alas, the only result was to watch the noodles slipped from between his chopsticks and plop back into the bowl.

Waka sighed, and spoke to a waitress as she was passing by.

He shook his head as Force, usually oblivious to everything slightly cultural, expertly snapped his chopsticks in a war with 2st over the remaining gyoza.

Uno happily twirled his ramen like spaghetti and agreed that it was delicious when he was given a fork.  Waka smiled back and agreed as he finally began to eat.

At the least everyone was enjoying their meal, and that was about all any of them could ask at this point.