Here Be Dragons

“Sake sounds good.” He said, then turned to Alex. ”Uh huh…” John said, then let out a slightly scoffed laugh. He shook his head slightly. “Scoping out competition for your next date? I hope I’m not that boring.” John said with a chuckle. If only he knew what his joke was suggesting, but to him it was just a passing, unimportant tease.

“Well, A) You don’t tip waitresses in Japan, they’ll mumble ‘baka gaijin’ and try to give it back. And B) Because it’s awesome. Here…” John waited as one of the medium priced plates came by and snatched it up. “No messing around with menus. I saw the one I wanted and snatched it. And you know it’s fresh, because you’re watching the guys over there cut it up and put it on the plate.” John said, gesturing to the chefs in the middle. “Here’s one reason why it’s better, more variety than in a regular restaurant. And what they serve changes. Now…which one calls to you? Conveyor belt is all about choice.”