Shrug. "They probably like the food. It'd be worse if the people running the place didn't know the language."

Kyosuke noticed the glance and nodded back once. Something about this man...it was familiar. And he couldn't decide whether it was familiar in a good or bad way. "Richard" certainly wasn't his name, anyway; he looked nothing like a "Richard."

Although he had to admit he was relieved the man spoke Japanese, and fluently at that. That would make things much easier. Too many people here didn't, and it was unnerving.