[At least if there is one thing Yuuki will never complain about, it's food. Although unfortunately, the thirst hidden beneath the material hunger is there. She swallows thickly as he squeezes closer in order to let one of the waitresses pass by.

Focus, Yuuki. She's still confused enough that it's at least a distraction, as well as the meal before her. She shakes her head before forcing a smile.]

It's called Okonomiyaki. It's kind of like...a pizza. [If he is a foreigner, maybe it is easier to describe like that.] It's like a pancake that you can have cooked with whatever toppings you want on top. You'd really enjoy it I think!