[ It's no coincidence that people are lining up towards this particular stand—however unapproachable the vendor may be, the smell wafting through the beach air is sublime. And besides, his brusqueness is nothing that'd Yusuke'd notice enough to be offended. (Truth be told, crooked teens are easier to approach than most. At least he's used to them.) He finds a spot to sit near the griddle without issue, space finally starting to free up as people go about the rest of the festivities.
There's a long moment where he looks over all the simmering options, fingertips to his chin in deep thought. Finally, when he manages to lock gazes with the chef de cuisine, ]
One of everything, please.
[ ...All that Ponderous Gazing was probably spent watching the food cook and not actually deliberating. But he's made plenty of silver today, so why not. ]
silver!
There's a long moment where he looks over all the simmering options, fingertips to his chin in deep thought. Finally, when he manages to lock gazes with the chef de cuisine, ]
One of everything, please.
[ ...All that Ponderous Gazing was probably spent watching the food cook and not actually deliberating. But he's made plenty of silver today, so why not. ]