Noodles, Gyoza and Rice
If Noodles=Rice and Gyoza=Rice, this could also be Rice cubed.
I'm really liking this town, it surprises me how much I can get accomplished here. I'll just say it's my Southern charm, though that's doubtful too. 😊
I finally have the time to get to know the guys who work for me a little better, so I decide to roll the dice. Am I ready for this? Probably not, but I'm always up for a challenge. Care if I tag along for dinner? "Sure Ma'am, come on." Lots of eyebrows raised. Can L.T. hang? I don't know, the looks just seem to scream at me. These kids have no idea the things I could do in college. It's on!!!
They settle on fried rice for dinner, so we go to a nice little restaurant that boasts great gyoza, noodle soups and fried rice. They're not talking as much as usual, so I try to take off the pressure a little. "I'll have a sake." Relief floods a couple of faces and they begin ordering beers. Yay... it's off to a good start. Dinner consists of pleasant conversation about karaoke and where they plan on taking me after this. A couple more nervous looks and I lightly
Me and SGT
At the same restaurant
say... "You know, I haven't been to Sailor-town yet". The shoulders release just a little more, I'm doing okay here. "I really like karaoke, do they have it there?" Yep, that did it.
You can see that things really lightened up, I sang a few songs and had a couple drinks. They were pretty entertaining and fun to hang out with. I can say that I've done my deed...
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