In front of the Arcade...

[americandiplomacy]

Ever since Miho introduced Greg to the arcade at the local mall, he's been there most weekdays after school for at least an hour or two... It ate a lot of money, sure, but it's money he would've spent on point cards for his phone at any rate.

At the moment he was just outside, though, sitting on a little bench near the entrance and fiddling with his phone for some reason or another. The boy was, as usual, paying no attention to his surroundings or anything but himself and the small piece of technology in his hands. The perpetual and unfortunately socially discouraging look of vague annoyance and great boredom was in place on his face, though he was completely free to approach for anyone not bothered by it!

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[americandiplomacy]

It was hard not to see how nervous poor Simon looked, though Greg thankfully chose not to address it... Or even react at all. "Yeah, sure. You've been here even less time than me... It's weird feeling like the tour guide myself, for once." Generally he had Seiya or Miho lead him around the mall and take him wherever. It was nice to be the one with the choice! That is, until he realized that he had no ideas. Fffuck.

"How about... Well, are you hungry? The food court's pretty good... There's a stand that has American food, which is nice. They advertise their hot dogs, but it's all kinds of things." He'd actually gone there quite a lot, because it was pretty cheap alongside being familiar.

[calmingwaters]

"Hot dogs sound nice," Simon said with a tiny resemblance to a smile. He was reminded of the times he & his younger brother walking around the city to buy hot dogs & pretzels. "We could, um.. get something to eat & then walk around maybe?" He felt bad to force poor Greg to play the tour guide so maybe just a casual walk around would be better.

[americandiplomacy]

After thinking about that for a moment, Greg nodded and then started on his way with a short beckoning motion for the other American to follow. That sounded like a plan... He wasn't the best at that whole 'socializing' thing, but it seemed like Simon wasn't, either. "That sounds like a plan, sure. It's near the food court, short walk but that's no big deal." The mall was a little crowded, which he really hated, but thankfully there were no visible roadblocks in sight... Sometimes there were just massive groups of people that you practically had to wade through just to get where you were going. It was a nightmare.

[calmingwaters]

Dear god there was a lot of people. It was because of the substantial amount of people in malls & places like it that Simon avoided them altogether. He stuck sorta close to Greg as he followed him into the mall. "For a city so small, it's a little funny that this place can get so packed.." Says the boy who was born & bred in one of the busiest cities in the United States. He kept the rest of his thoughts to himself though as he was still a little unsure as to whether or not his new acquaintance cared enough to hear them.

Eventually the pair ended up at the hot dog stand, thankfully without much trouble. Surprisingly there wasn't much of a line. Maybe the Japanese didn't find the glorious hot dog & all it's 'secret' ingredients as appetizing as Americans? When they made it, Simon sighed in relief. Apparently he didn't like crowds very much.

[americandiplomacy]

The menu was odd at first glance; it looked like the classic hot dog with a few very Asian twists to it. Spicy mayo, shredded nori, bonito flakes... All very strange toppings for a hot dog, but there were the more traditional American condiments there as well. Thank goodness! Greg generally preferred his plain either way, or maybe with a tiny bit of ketchup. He'd never honestly tried the more extravagant toppings that this place offered, and that wasn't about to change on this particular visit. On that note, he would probably never tell Seiya about this place... She'd probably make him. Blegh. "You just have to tell him what you want on it. They've got some weird stuff, so take a look at the menu and all that."

Greg already knew what he wanted, though, so he turned away from Simon to face the stall's owner and switch back to Japanese. "Yeah, uh..." Simon would definitely notice that he spoke a little slower in the foreign language... The boy hadn't quite mastered it yet. "Just one for me. Plain, none of the, uh... Just plain."