Shawn and I entered a decent sized ramen shop. Inside people of different ethnicity are eating. I smell the ramen and my mouth started to water.
"Ah Mr. Andrews." A Japanese man greeted us. "Its good to see you again."
"Konnichiwa Tachibana-san. Can we have a private table for two please?" Shawn asked.
"Hai. Right this way." Tachibana-san led the way to a corner of the shop.
Shawn and I take our seats. The shop was small but it looks like it was always full. The corner that Tachibana-san brought us was not that crowded.
"Is she the girl you have been telling me about?" Tachibana-san asked Shawn.
"Yes. She's the one that loves ramen." Shawn answered. I looked at him curious to what he has told Tachibana-san about me.
