Yoko pops by again around lunch time, after some real coffee from the chain-store down the street showed up on Kame's desk following a staff meeting that ran 25 minutes long. "I'm thinking Chinese."

"Are you planning to renounce your citizenship?" Kame asks, checking his emails without glancing at his superior. "Or taking my suggestion seriously and learning a language as a way to fill your time."

"I mean for the food to order tonight while I'm working on my cabinets," Yoko says.

Kame stops typing for a moment. "There's no inspection coming up."

"No, but my boss is coming by in three days, and I'm sure that half that time will be spent in my office. With my meticulous records."

Kame's fingers are hovering over the keys needed to hand in his resignation via email before Yoko even gets back to his desk to read it. He waits for the next line that he's sure is coming somewhere.

"You like Chow Mein, right?" Yoko continues.

"I had plans tonight," Kame tries, desperately.

Yoko pats him on the shoulder. "No worries, you still do, and now they include egg rolls."