[This is—kind of adorable, Junpei thinks as Charles explains the entire backstory of this restaurant in one single breath. Adorable enough that he doesn't even bother pointing out that it's the middle of the afternoon and he doesn't really need a whole plate of spaghetti, this is an activity For Charles, just-]
Yeah, I bet. Sounds good, not like your usual "crayons on the paper tablecloth" kind of place.
[Not that he, a whole adult, would still draw a cool S on a paper tablecloth at a chain restaurant or anything. Maybe a single dojob face. Doesn't matter. They're going to the old lady's fresh herbs spaghetti place (tm), and Charles is being endearing about it. Junpei nudges him to go a little faster; who cares if they arrive at a sensible jog, there's pasta at stake and a time limit coming.]
no subject
Yeah, I bet. Sounds good, not like your usual "crayons on the paper tablecloth" kind of place.
[Not that he, a whole adult, would still draw a cool S on a paper tablecloth at a chain restaurant or anything. Maybe a single dojob face. Doesn't matter. They're going to the old lady's fresh herbs spaghetti place (tm), and Charles is being endearing about it. Junpei nudges him to go a little faster; who cares if they arrive at a sensible jog, there's pasta at stake and a time limit coming.]