As She gazed at the foreign man once again, it dawned on her that she had seen him somewhere before. He was a high ranking ninja from the meeting in the Mizukage's office. This also meant he was a professional ninja, something that inspired the girl to no end.
"oh, I mean thank you"
, She bowed, just before another women entered the shop behind her. Immediately feeling self conscious she grabbed her families prized possession the odachi she carried with her every where she went, before loosening her grip on the sword, as the women took a seat next to them.
She gave a small cough as she asked, "What do you guys recommend? I'm. . .unfamiliar with noodles unfortunately." Hopefully, it would be something that she would enjoy.
"I don't know much about noodles either, but i ordered a spicy udon because my dad used to make it"
she supplied helpfully, before she turned back to the spice bottle.
Just as she was about to accept the spice from her eating companion, the chef turned and stole the bottle back, before he reprimanded the two for stealing it.
“Damnit it kid, I told you this is too hot for you! Remember what happened last time?” Shaking his head he brought the bottle to the back so Mizui couldn’t take it back from him again. “If either of you would like some of the sauce I’d be happy to give you some as long as you keep it away from that troublemaker.”
"I, I am deeply sorry"
she decried back with a hurt look on her face.
Though it wasn't directed at her, she couldn't help, but feel at fault for convincing him to steal the bottle in the first place. Thoroughly ashamed at her part in all of this she continued to quietly eat her noodles with the group.