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[skrullactually]

Okay!  So I've got less than twelve hours to commit this menu here to memory, and for some reason, I don't think a memory palace is going to cut it.  It would help if everything was in English, but it's not, so I'm sort of going about it phonetically.  I know that the boss said I didn't have to do it all in one sitting, but you know, gotta make a

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[lacerta_ortus]

Kid, I don't know where you're getting the idea that I operate like some white guy in the United States who needs his ass kissed before he can recognize good work.

[skrullactually]

Listen, boss, it's the Boy Scout in me, okay? Besides, I don't want to be the guy who stands between a customer and their. Um. Hoe. Hoedeopbap. Bip. Stuff.

Shit.

[lacerta_ortus]

Hweh-dup-bap.

Listen, that menu covers several languages, and that's a Korean dish. Reggio Calabria doesn't have a lot of Koreans. Or Vietnamese, or Thai, or Laotians... which is really weird, considering the amount of immigration coming in, but eh. It's generally all Chinese and Japanese around here. If you want to learn the dishes that much, focus on Chinese and Japanese first.

[skrullactually]

Right. Chinese and Japanese first. That shouldn't be that difficult. I mean, I've seen the kung fu movies, I've read manga. Piece of cake. Just...a very long list of cake.

But tomorrow. Nine AM, sharp. I'll be there, boss.

[lacerta_ortus]

Seriously, relax. You don't need to know the menu backwards and forwards. Just get used to pronouncing the stuff overall, mostly.

And by the way, if you're bringing your boyfriend in, make sure you don't get distracted for long.

[skrullactually]

Oh yeah. That, heh. Sure thing, Boss, no problem. I think I can keep my distraction level to a minimum.